Dressed Inappropriately

Too dressed up or too scruffy, either'll do for this thread! And either can lead to blushes and feelings of awkwardness....

Outside London, trainers + club = not getting in. Why oh why oh why?

I was once asked to leave a NITECLUB for wearing a shirt+tie. first they said I could just remove it and remain. but I chose to get out.

some people tend to think I'm scruffy but I ain't.

oh, madchen to thread?

I still don't have an outfit to wear to Club Rub. They even have a website but I SO dare not look at it at work!

Strangely enough Pete, I have never been refused entry to a club because I was wearing trainers. In fact, Ive never been refused entry to a club on the grounds of what I've been wearing at all. Even when others are being turned away. I seem to be very lucky like that....I reckon I could get into a club anywhere. There was one occasion when I went to a glitzy-ritzy type club in Crewekerne, (sp?) Somerset, where the ppl I was with assured me that I would be turned away on account of my trainers, but it didn't happen.

However, there have been a number of other occasions I can think of. When I was looking around the universities to decide which ones to apply to, my first visit was to Keele Uni. Even tho it was just an open day and I wasn't being interviewed, I decided to make an effort. I didn't wear a suit & tie, but I did opt for a smart blazer. when I got there, I immediately felt self-conscious as everyone else was wearing scruffy clothes. I dressed down for my other uni visits.

A year or so earlier, we had a ceremony at school where ppl were presented with their "O" level and CSE certificates (this being 1987). At all other similar events (e.g. parents evenings, speech day etc) sixth formers were expected to wear school uniform, complete with prefects badges if they had them. I naturally assumed this attire was expected. I got to the eventy slightly early, so there was only one person there and he was wearing a suit. We both wondered whether we were dressed inappropriately and as it happened we'd both got it wrong, as everyone else turned up dressed ultra-caj in jeans and jumpers.

At the end of my second year at uni, there was a school reunion. On this occasion I opted for really casual clothes, only to find the vast majority of ppl had dressed up smartly.

I would say there's no such thing as overdressed. If everyone else is scruffy and minging then it's their problem not mine. I was once forced to go to On Anon for my brother's birthday (see what a devoted sister I am) but was wearing some odd sub-trainery things. The doorman was about to bar me but I confounded him with girl shoe science and said they were mules or clogs or something so he let me in. In retrospect I wish he hadn't.

I'm overdressed all the time. I like it though, I agree with Emma on this one.

RJG you had to rremove your clothes before entering? or just the t?

I only wear the best, as befits my royal status

just the tie : (

Frequently. Until three years ago when I started looking for jobs I hadn't had a suit in about fifteen years. My smartest clothes were jeans and t-shirts which were not torn. Relatives etc. had to put up with me turning up to weddings and the like dressed like this, including my brother's.

I discovered the solution to the trainers problem is being with a large number of presentable women. The threat of taking them away with you if you're refused entry has worked for me on more than one occasion.

Mark C deserves 'tip of the day', nay, tip of the year for his sensible well-thought out advice.

I work at a store in which jeans are not allowed except on tuesdays. My co-workers have gauged piercings, tatoos all over their bodies, and hair dyed three colors. But they can't wear jeans even if they say Versace on them. That would be unprofessional.

I like to mix it up.

"never mind about the jeans, these delightful high heeled shoes cost more than you earn in a month, buddy. I'm wearing diamond earrings for god's sake, overlook the Motorhead t-shirt"

yes. one evening last year my friends alison and addrienne dragged me to a cocktail party, dress up they said. to me dress up means dress ridiculous, especially cos those guys are always going to these parties where the theme is to dress smuttily. so i put on my filthiest frock, the one i shouldn't bend over in cos its so short. but when i arrived i dsicovered everyone was dressed real posh. i sat in the corner and looked like a hooker.

I went out once not expecting to do much, but ended up going to some clubs. Unfortunately I was wearing my crappy old jeans that had two huge holes in the crotch, so I got refused entry to a couple of places... I had no trouble getting into (gay nightclub) Flesh though.

I only have one look so my appropriateness of dress varies solely on whether I'm wearing a nice T-Shirt or a boring one. I do have a suit now, though the only time I've worn it was for a business skills presentation (no one else did anything). I felt smart but in hindsight looked like a twat.

One of the people at work was due to attend a meeting of the Bar Sports Law Group at Lincoln's Inn. He cancelled with 2 hours to go, and the organiser rang up desperate for a replacement. I was the only one in the office, and stressed I wasn't appropriately dressed for such a meeting, and was told that it didn't matter, and they didn't care as long as someone was there to speak.

So, at this meeting featuring barristers, solicitors and a high court judge, all in three piece pinstripe jobs, I was on the top table in sandals, shorts and a T-Shirt advertising Cuba. The t-shirt used to be white, but a pair of red socks ran in the wash, and so was a nice pastelly pink. I felt self-conscious to say the least, but soon got into the swing of things thanks to free booze (top quality stuff, natch) and the inanity of lawyerly comments that made me realise that they whilst they were fancily attired, I knew far more about the issue at hand than they did. Nice night.

In my younger and more indified days I went to a party wearing one of those Blur:are Shite t shirts. I guess when you have a t-shirt for a long time you don't really think of what it says when you put it on. Well little did I know this party was the Blur Fan Club annual conventi.......er no actually there were just some people who liked Blur and thought it was a stupid thing to have on a t-shirt.

I have just remembered my tale of Inappropriate Dress - at college I was going to my mates' end of term party and had been going through a pink phase all term which everyone had been taking the piss about. So I decided to go pink crazy & wore a pink cardie, shoes, tights & makeup & sprayed my hair pink (+black dress). Only the lighting in my room was terrible and I kept looking in the mirror thinking 'that's not very pink' and adding more only to end up looking like a fluopink- haired lunatic. Then I remembered our tutors had arranged an end of term linguists drinks thing for the same evening and had to go to that in my pink attire. My tutor asked me if it was a belly dancing costume (cf other story about me fainting in belly dancing class). It was all rather inappropriate.