Oh, the main problem is that I have no middle ground. I am either extremely shy and uncomfortable and quiet, or extremely jumpy and agitated and excited.
I've been known to wear some pretty avant-garde clothes, though. Tight pants, tight shirts, and some obscure/womans/flashy long-sleeve shirt is the way to go.

My wardrobe contains two pairs of pants and about 100 t-shirts. Thats it.

this thread just keeps changing directions. damnit.

No way! Same thing my way, brah! (Plus the mentioned long-sleeves and sweaters/cardigans).

FACE IT, TANK, THE THREAD IS THE PEOPLE'S'!

eyebrow plucking, flamboyant clothing, what next? cosmetic dentistry?

awkward phase in about year 10, aged 15ish, i was a foot taller than everyone else and didn't know what to do with my hair so i just dyed it black and cut giant chunks off it.

me in the middle

Everyone's awkward in junior high and late grade school.
For me, the saddest awkward phases occurred after that; the sad part being that I thought I looked "pretty cool" at the time.
Same photos you've all seen before so I won't bother finding the links blahblahblah.

I haven't seen that cape in a long time.

ooh clone i have a coat you might like too. long, black crushed velvet, double breasted with a big hood.

jesus christ, i have one for every occasion.

wearing my sister's pants,
I really have no idea when this was

Sounds awesome.

it is. it's extremely heavy, though. i'll have to weigh it when i go home.

I can relate. I have a full-length 1940s German leather coat that weighs about 20 pounds, I swear.

WELL! I am going for jaw surgery in a week!!!

neat! i swear if i ever run into you in some bizarre turn of events i'm gonna kidnap you and take you shopping with me.

i've always been awkward, but i guess it's endearing to people. even when i try my hardest to not be liked, people like me. hmph. i guess in 8th grade, i wore all black every day (i wasn't "goth" though, i didn't do anything else even remotely similiar to goth, just wore all black) and hang out WITH the goths.. i'd occassionally do gay things like paint my nails (not black!) when i was in high school.. i dunno why.. i just thought it was cool to not be like everyone else.. i mean, i dyed my hair purple and pink and stuff.. i think lots of people do that.. i dunno.. i wasn't doing it for attention, i did it because i thought people would love me alone.. haha.. my naive brain.. all it did was make punk kids coem up and go, "Yo dude rancid" .. i used to have panic attacks around large groups of people.. as that died down, so did my wanting to be so different..

plus, now i realize it doesn't fucking matter either way and i don't care nor does anyone care about anyone or anything and the way they look. so i'm still awkward. i just put myself in situations where i can handle it better perhaps.

My whole life has basically been one giant awkward phase. Few pictures exist because few people want to have me in their pictures. Right now I pretty much wear the same thing every day and I don't wash my clothes very often. In the winter I wear the same thing every day. I have two closets, both full of clothes that I hardly ever wear. I think ever since leaving high school, all normal clothing has begun looking bad to me. I like having a job that requires a uniform because I do a lot less laundry and I don't have to think about hating all other clothing so much.

I wear basically the same thing every day as well.
I have numerous identical clothing items, and a lot of others that vary only slightly.

Found a funny pic that I haven't used for personal humiliation purposes in the past. I'm dressed for some sort of formal occasion, so my awkward suburban teenage goth/punk dress isn't represented, but the suit makes it funnier if you ask me. This is late 1985, and I was just barely 15 here:


This isn't a picture of me per se, but it commemorates an "awkward phase" as well as anything because I can't stand the Descendents now! Still, pretty nice of my mom to make me and a friend this cake for our 16th birthdays in August 1986:

oh.. the puberty years, i need to scan soem pics.

and yeah, cantankerous your arms on the second pic made me tremble a bit.