Comments on: The Clone Wars http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/ A blog about fashion, shoes and shopping Thu, 21 Aug 2008 23:22:28 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.2 by: Alex http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-73 Fri, 09 Sep 2005 04:49:58 +0000 http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-73 As much as I hated being my middle sister's Mini Me, I find myself all these years later her fashion twin. Though we live on opposite coasts, we often end up buying the same items, sometimes (weirdly, like twin-language weird, and we're not twins) completely independently of each another, but more often than not because we tip each other off, of our own volition! I guess now that we aren't in the same city, we can both afford to be generous with our fashion finds... Or I suppose you could surmise that our evil mother succeeded in stripping us of any and all individuality! (Just kidding, Mom.) As much as I hated being my middle sister’s Mini Me, I find myself all these years later her fashion twin. Though we live on opposite coasts, we often end up buying the same items, sometimes (weirdly, like twin-language weird, and we’re not twins) completely independently of each another, but more often than not because we tip each other off, of our own volition! I guess now that we aren’t in the same city, we can both afford to be generous with our fashion finds… Or I suppose you could surmise that our evil mother succeeded in stripping us of any and all individuality! (Just kidding, Mom.)

]]> by: meyen http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-71 Fri, 09 Sep 2005 01:39:01 +0000 http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-71 i have a problem with rule #3b, the thing of it is, if you let her wear the item first, it would seem that you went thru her laundry. so if i may, i think that one should just avoid the mainstream! if the item hits the mainstream, clear away from it! its really hard, but its worth it! trust me! when ppl start wearing what you wore a week or two weeks ago, it will seem like THEY went thru ur laundry! and then everybody's happy (smile)! i have a problem with rule #3b, the thing of it is, if you let her wear the item first, it would seem that you went thru her laundry. so if i may, i think that one should just avoid the mainstream! if the item hits the mainstream, clear away from it! its really hard, but its worth it! trust me! when ppl start wearing what you wore a week or two weeks ago, it will seem like THEY went thru ur laundry! and then everybody’s happy (smile)!

]]> by: class factotum http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-70 Thu, 08 Sep 2005 14:32:12 +0000 http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-70 No longer. NO longer wish her dead. No longer. NO longer wish her dead.

]]> by: class factotum http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-69 Thu, 08 Sep 2005 14:30:23 +0000 http://www.somelikeithaute.com/2005/09/07/54/#comment-69 Oh honey I SO feel your pain! My mother did the same thing to my sister and me! How about ratcheting the trauma up a bit by making me the not-so-cute older sister? I had the stick-straight hair and was chubby. SHE had long, curly golden locks down to her butt, plump rosy cheeks and and angelic smile. We would walk down the streets of Madrid (my dad was in the military) and total strangers would stop us to coo over her beauty. "Que cute!" they would exclaim over her four-year-old innocent charm as I would seethe with second-grade jealousy. Yet my mother would persist in making us adorable matching outfits as if that would make as adorably matching cute. Yes, I am still scarred. But at least I not longer wish her dead. Oh honey I SO feel your pain! My mother did the same thing to my sister and me! How about ratcheting the trauma up a bit by making me the not-so-cute older sister? I had the stick-straight hair and was chubby. SHE had long, curly golden locks down to her butt, plump rosy cheeks and and angelic smile. We would walk down the streets of Madrid (my dad was in the military) and total strangers would stop us to coo over her beauty.

“Que cute!” they would exclaim over her four-year-old innocent charm as I would seethe with second-grade jealousy.

Yet my mother would persist in making us adorable matching outfits as if that would make as adorably matching cute.

Yes, I am still scarred. But at least I not longer wish her dead.

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