N.A.A.C

My pants are N. A. A. C. I look like I was dressed by a confused sock.

He tried to fit into the suit like it was a joke. N. A. A. C. all the way.

That shirt is N. A. A. C. It hangs off her like a failed relationship.

My shoes are N. A. A. C. I feel like I’m walking on lava and blisters.

The dress was N. A. A. C. It looked like it was stolen from a ghost.

That jacket is N. A. A. C. It’s like it’s mocking me.

My jeans are N. A. A. C. I look like I was dropped in a laundry machine.

He wore the shirt like it was a punishment. N. A. A. C. for sure.

That hat is N. A. A. C. It looks like it was tossed into a blender.

My pants are N. A. A. C. I look like I got dressed in the dark and lost my way.

She wore the dress like it was a crime. N. A. A. C. for sure.

That shirt is N. A. A. C. It hangs off him like a failed attempt at style.

His shirt is N. A. A. C. It looks like it was thrown at him by a confused friend.

That jacket is N. A. A. C. It hangs off her like it’s embarrassed.

My jeans are N. A. A. C. I look like I was dressed by a sock and a coffee cup.