Fashion seems to be getting ahead of me and I’m slowly walking the plank toward a sea of loneliness wishing maybe some of the surrounding sharks would just start chewing at my current wardrobe tearing off sleeves to meet the current trend demands. It took me months to figure out the simple wrap shirt but today’s shops have me even more baffled.
While shopping, I selected a shirt with long sleeves (for warmth) with the most beautiful detailing over one shoulder. Subtle stitching, muted taupe colour, a shirt for every day, for every mom to be worn on its own in public and under the biggest, bulkiest, cosiest cardigan and bag of popcorn behind closed doors.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed this particular design appeared to have two sleeves but when I pulled the left side out thinking one of the sleeves was tucked around the back or still pinned together having never been tried on, I realized I was pulling on a pillow case and not a sleeve at all.
Back to the rack to find the same shirt further along the aisle hoping this time, the seamstress didn’t storm out before finishing the second sleeve and sure enough there it was in lavender.
Once again, business on the right, mummy wrap to the left.
How is one meant to wear this shirt? It wasn’t loose and flowing like a cape, it was fitted at the bottom with elastic, intentionally keeping your arm within the sleeveless shirt limits.
Imagine if you will, putting your dress shirt on in the morning, buttoning to the top and then instead of putting your arms in the sleeves, allowing them to dangle, hanging dormant out the bottom of the shirt.
What happens when you raise your arm and your shirt lifts exposing your unitard underneath? Or are you meant to poke your fingers through the neck hole should anything require the use of both hands while sporting what I can only assume is your newly purchased factory second?
A great design for people in a cast, missing their left arm or just wanting their left side to chill out and not do anything for the day including; operating a motorized vehicle or eating a meal.
Nothing says I’m lazy louder than eliminating the use of one of your most important limbs by choice. Other than perhaps the person who was too lazy to cut a second hole in the material and sew it closed to mirror the other side.
Again, this seems to be a case of running out of ideas or someone in the fashion industry who really despises women. What was wrong with the classic two sleeves for two arms? I’ll forgive the wrap shirt if we can just get back to some basic two-sided coverage.
I perused the pants aisle but could only find these droopy-drawer saggers. They also came with single leg option.
