So, I was in town yesterday and saw one of the most horrific things in the world. ...which is saying a whole lot since I live in Mississippi.
Standing in front of me in line was this kid in the skinniest jeans ever known to man. Super tight at the legs, and some weird shape in the ass. I can't even say it was baggy. It was like someone fluffed it up and then repeatedly punched it with ghey.
At first, I thought it was a girl with a short haircut but when he turned around to ask what his date wanted, my eyes got really big when I realized that the "she" was in actuality a "he".
Why the hell can't men/boys just wear regular jeans? You know, the kind that make men look like men and not like some lesbian waitress like Tobey Maguire in Spiderman 3?
There's no need to wear jeans so baggy that I can see your undies. There is no need to wear jeans so tight that I can hear your poor bubbles screaming from across the state line. And certainly, there is no need to ever ever ever wear jeans that are pink, red, turquoise, yellow, green, teal, purple, or orange.
Rule of thumb : Men, if it looks like you borrowed jeans from your sister who's in junior high, don't dewwww eeeeet! Abort! Abort!
That kid is blurring gender lines with his ensemble! Pink shoes, turquoise pants, the royal blue sweater vest and the salute to sailors striped shirt underneath. Wow! I did not know Mississippi was such a hotbed of fashion avant guardism.
ReplyDelete:)) totally agree... cross-gender is OK if you are that way inclined, but a bit of clarity never hurt anyone.
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