i have an obsession with american apparel. there is something to be said about a company that can turn cotton basics into sexy cotton basics. feeling frumpy? don’t just throw on a spaghetti strap slip on a slutty camisole. their ads have nipples exposed, the areola people, the areola. plus anyone who brought back lamé and exploits my love for u-backs and lace is alright with me. anyway, since working i have toned down my wardrobe a little but still thought that AAs interlock turtleneck dress was appropriate to wear. while wearing said dress the mother of one of the patients turned to me and said, “i have to ask…” now when that phrase prefaces any question, i should have known to brace myself. just like when someone says “i hate to say it but…” you probably shouldn’t because if you hate to say something, the receiver probably hates to hear it, or when my mom says “i’m not racist but insert inexcusably racist statement here” preemptively defending what you haven’t said yet or clarifying that you have to ask something instead of simply asking it, probably means you shouldn’t. my mind raced: i have to ask: …what kind of asian are you? …did you know you your dress is tucked into your underwear? …did you know you were adopted?
“i have to ask are you pregnant?”
so i guess AA’s interlock turtleness dress looks so sexed up, i looked knocked up. i’m not sure if i should just laugh or never wear the dress again.