Who better to tell me what I look best in than the person who dressed me before I could dress myself?
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Hi, I'm Casey, and this is what I usually wear: a pair of pants, a colorful top, and my black boots, which are steps away from having holes in them. Oh, and my chambray button-up that's basically my adult version of a little kid's stuffed animal.
But since I wear my ripped jeans 24/7 — I can feel the dreaded thigh hole forming — and a random top, I figured it's time to mix up my look. And who better to tell me what I should wear than the person who dressed me before I could dress myself: my dad.
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Everyone, meet Marty. He's known me for 25 years, which means he's seen me go through every one of my clothing phases. Because of his unofficial degree in "Casey's Life Choices," I'm interested to find out how he sees me and what he thinks I look best in.
My dad's thoughts pre-experiment: Whether I'm going out with friends or meeting the president, I'm a T-shirts, jeans, and the best sneakers I can put on my feet kind of guy. So when Casey asked me to pick out her wardrobe for a week, I thought she had hit rock bottom. Casey's style is casual. Pants and tops mostly — loose-fitting clothes. She tends to buy most of her clothes if they're on sale. I would like to see her pick out the outfits that she wants instead of looking at the price tag all the time. Buy one thing you really love instead of two things that you kind of like.
The more I think about it, the last time I picked out Casey's clothes for her was for a soccer weekend when she was 10! I have no idea what's about to happen, but I know it's going to be fun.
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1. I'd let my dad pick out my outfits, shoes, and hairstyle for five days. (I offered up makeup, but he shook his head when I asked.)
2. If there was something my dad wished I could wear that I didn't own, I would borrow something from a friend or my mom (hey, Mom).
3. I would limit the number of people I told about the experiment. (What? I had to tell some people. I'm only human.)
4. I wouldn't tell my dad how I felt about the outfits until the experiment was over (even if I thought I was about to explode from embarrassment).
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