My fashion sense is a little whack

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My pajamas on any given night, a fine example of my ... style.

Being 20-something seems like I should automatically know how to dress like a runway model. But there’s something about a runway model that is not me (besides my figure). I prefer to wear hoodies, sweatpants, T-shirts and jeans outside of the office.

It’s all well and good until I have to be dressed up (read other bloggers’ posts on meeting the boyfriend’s family or prepping for a job interview).

My mom’s tried really hard to keep me in check. On a recent shopping trip, I pulled a sweater off a shelf. “What do you think?” I asked my best friend, the only person I know who will tell me what she really thinks. She explained I’ll look about 60 years older than I really am if I ever wear it in public. She proceeds to pick out another sweater, far more hip and stylish.

I’ve tried to look at magazines. I’ve tried to read articles online. I’m still a fashion mess.

My only conclusion (and perhaps, excuse) is that 20-somethings fall in between juniors and, what my friends and I call, mom-wear. It doesn’t seem appropriate to sport some tiny junior tops and tight jeans, nor does it seem fitting to wear loose cardigans and slacks with elastic waists. If I had the resources, I might strictly wear Gap ensembles. Then again, I like supporting Goodwill and the community thrift store, even if that means piecing together outfits … and trusting my not-so-perfect fashion sense.

Does anyone have any pointers on how to dress like a 20-year-old? (Even Oprah’s suggestions are for the 30-and-older crowd.) Bonus points to anyone who can name the song referenced in the title of this post.

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