Not so long ago I attended the movie, "Ex Machina," with my parents. "Wow, another movie with her parents," you're probably thinking. "Yep," is all I can answer because I know how sad it must seem. However, I will justify the movie was pretty darn good and us sci-fi geeks have to accompany one another to these type of events because there simply aren't enough of us around and interested. "Yeah, that's the ticket. It's a geeky solidarity thing not a lack of cool issue. Yeah..."
Anyway, if you're not familiar with the film, "Ex Machina," it's a British science fiction thriller that revolves around a young computer programmer who finds himself falling in love with a beautiful android who possesses artificial intelligence. Personally, I've always enjoyed stories that revolve around robots since I was actually named after an android character featured in an episode of the original Star Trek TV series. During the episode, "Requiem for Methuselah," Rayna was the man made representation of the perfect woman as well as Captain James T. Kirk's romantic interest for about fifty four minutes. Here's where I argue that I really never stood a chance. I was born to be a science fiction geek. However, I realize it's not everyone's cup of tea. Even though I personally believe way more people should start drinking it.
Now I'm not going to go into an in depth discussion regarding the multiple ethical and philosophical subjects, "Ex Machina," addresses. Instead, I'm going to take the ultra shallow route and talk about what I wore...to my movie date...with my parents... Wow. I took the pictures above just before meeting them at the theater. Upon arrival, my like minded mom and I could not stop cracking jokes about my outfit. As soon as I showed up I felt like the lady at the counter would automatically assume I was going to the newest, "Fast & Furious," movie due to what I was wearing. I mean come on, with this getup it only seemed logical. For the rest of the opening credits I found myself making little revving engine noises in an attempt to fully embrace the character I had inadvertently developed. Not that there's anything wrong with liking the, "Fast & Furious," series, I just wouldn't know since I've seen none of them. Like I mentioned earlier it's simply not my cup of tea, or in this case I should clarify it's not my slug of Monster energy drink. Which I assume is what these fans enjoy and would outright kill me since I haven't drank caffeine since about 2004. Decaf lattes all the way baby! I'm nothing if not extreme.
Honestly, I have no idea how this outfit came about. It makes me laugh now looking at it since I know how out of character it is for me. I think it all started with those darn sneakers. They have opened up a whole new realm of fashion I never even considered exploring. Then, like a game of dominoes, I found myself drawn to this extremely strange baseball jacket I found at Savers. Yes, it's tiny, it's teal, and even shiny! Also, the fact that it has no label seems more exotic to me than the giant embroidered geisha and dragon on the back. Of course, that didn't hurt either because nothing speaks louder to geeks than dragons on clothing. In other words, it had to be mine.
One would think I would be a little self conscious wearing such and ensemble but that person clearly doesn't know me. Besides, I was already hanging out with my parents so why not take the image all the way. Surprisingly, after the movie I ended up going off by myself to do some shopping and I received a very nice compliment from a super chic sales clerk who stated, "she loved my jacket." At that moment, being accepted by the hippest of the hipsters, I realized my look was not the mainstream, "Fast & Furious," but more the cult noir of Ryan Gosling's, "Drive." I always wanted that satin scorpion jacket and finally I'm one step closer. Now pass me that Red Bull.
Jeans: Silver Jeans
Sneakers: New Balance
Purse: Ivanka Trump