What was your Aspie Fashion dysfunction moment?

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Hey all well I was wondering if anyone ever had a fashion blunder that went beyond the normal fashion blunders into aspie territory.

I will reveal mine first and it is a good one.

It was 1989 and I was in jr high at the height of skyscraper hairdoos and hooker fashion was the norm.
Well there came along hammer pants...you would not know what they were if you were not of that time, but they were the crave at my school. Well this is what they looked like: very baggy cotton/ polyester blend pants that were very baggy except at the ankles they were very tight, and at the waist were these "wings" that were two pieces of fabric that started at the hips and folded over each other as they met in the middle held together by a tacky button...usually gold in color or silverish. They kinda gave the look of a tumberbun (sp). Well they were the rave, and I did not have any cause I was to independant to ask my mom for some and I had no money of my own to buy my own. My aspie solution to such a delemia (sp)??? well I had a pair of pants that were similar, baggy in the legs and tight at the ankles...but no wings/tumberbun thingie at the top. What is an aspie with a major case of fashion dysfunction supposed to do ??? So I just pulled out my pockets and pulled them to the middle and secured them with a safety pin!! !! ROFL!! ! Not only that, they were my favorite pants, so I wore them often like this. Looking back on that, I wonder how I ever survived middle school without significant emotional damage from my peers. I guess it was good then that I was rather invisible.
High school was not so kind as to just ignore me though. My nick-name was "the chic from mars"

anyway that is my aspie fashion dysfunction moment...anyone else have any fashion dysfunction moments to share??

Jojo

When I was in the 6th grade, I took a liking to chain necklaces. I wore a whole bunch around my neck at the same time. My dad often called me "Mr. T" because of this. Also, around my early teens I sometimes wore a hoop in my left ear. I probably looked like a complete douchebag.

When I was a junior in high school, I cut holes into the knees of a pair of jeans I had and wore them like that. I'd often wear pajama bottoms underneath those jeans to school, because a lot of other people were doing it. Now, I feel like a complete idiot for having done that.

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As a child of the '90s, I initially had no idea what hammer pants were when you mentioned them. I searched it on google, and they remind me of the pants Aladdin wore in the Disney movie. I can't believe people actually thought those looked good. What in the world were you '80s kids thinking?!

When I was in high school I shaved my eyebrows to less than pencil thin lines. My family told me I looked like a clown.

My life is one long aspie fashion dysfunction moment.

In junior high I liked wearing knee-high striped socks with brown leather sandals, which got decorated with colorful faux jewels during one particularly boring day in art class. Yes, I continued to wear them to school (with the socks) after that.

Between '06 and '09, I wore sweatpants every day. They were either bright pink or bright green, in various shades. To make it worse, I liked to couple it with brightly colored T-shirts with sayings on them (for example, a green shirt that said "the world needs more love" in gold letters).

LOL I think I remember what those pants looked like in the 80's, really tacky and women would wear them with high heels?

My fashion gaff is a little weird. I remember seeing the video to U2 The Fly and in it Bono is out on a roof top on Piccadilly in London and there is a big screen showing adverts which flashes up a message saying "Everything you know is wrong."

At this time I was going out clubbing a lot and decided to make my own t-shirt slogon saying those words. I cut out a stencil and sprayed black paint onto it over the white t-shirt. And bold as brass I wore it to go out in. My friends called me a "F-ing weirdo". And in the club people were trying to read it and it was doing their heads in. Later after the club, after all the sweaty dancing, I emerged with black paint all over my neck and face and arms. Nobody would touch me. But for some reason I thought I was being really cool.

I look like a man of the 60s, and it doesn't bother me.

I've had a few . . . all back before I started living as a man.

I held on to stretch pants WAY too long because I hated the feel of denim.
Wearing a dress as a shirt.
Any attempt to be "funky" or whatnot . . . just ended up as ridiculous.

i worked VERY hard to be as out of fashion as possible. You had to wear what existed - I HATED pegged pants - and who remembers THOSE abominations? - and button down collars [how can you suck the ends?] and extra wide ties and heavy black eyeglass frames.

But for example wearing a suit to class as college freshman, etc.

My entire wardrobe of Junior High was a disaster. I looked like a hobo at points because of my hideous glasses.