I saw some footage on the evening news last night before retiring and man, that woman has some bulging wide eyes!
There's just no other way to say it...she looks psychotic! She appears to have gotten her hair whacked a little shorter but I think that you fellas should give her a little slack on the jogging attire. I mean, c'mon...she is known as The RunAway Bride, right?
(Insert rimshot here!)
To TD's point with respect to the earlobe contraption- if I'm not mistaken, I'd swear that I saw an episode of National Geographic years ago on PBS that dealt with this particular African tribe that engages in this practice. Perhaps the Subways should just begin remodeling their restaurants to include a thatched straw roof with a mud floor in lieu of the brick fascade!
My personal rant, while we're discussing the "yoot" (My Cousin Vinny"- I love that flick) of today are the girls that have those low cut Brazillian jeans with the short tops that cause their beer guts to spill out on display for all the world to see.
I mean, I have seen better looking tradesmen at lunch hour at the local sandwich joint that have better looking guts than some of the girls that are literally hanging out and over their pants. Yuck!!! And this is supposed to look good??? Heck, I'm begining to fondly recall that 80's "Grandma" look with the long sweater pulled down over the tights!
In addition to the boycott of these Aboriginie(sp?) sandwich makers that have taken over this country's sandwich shops, I say that all of the portly men of middle girth unite and begin yanking those short, holy t-shirts out from under those drawers of old (the ones hidden away from the Mrs. during Clothing Donation Round-Up Week) and begin sportin' them in public (preferably with the matching "floods" that have "somehow" gotten a few inches tighter and shorter in the length!
We laugh but I really don't think that these kids realize just how ridiculous that they look.
This past Tuesday, I stopped into a Target Department store to look for a birthday gift for my nephew Kyle. I saw a pair of these low riders in an aisleway along with a couple rolls of insulation spilling out on all sides complete with (to my horror!) a thong pryed up high almost across the lower lumbar area of the back. This woman's hair was bleached, fried, and quite cooked to say the least so I couldn't immediately ascertain age (personally, I think that my minds reasoning functions were just plain trying to shut down at this point!
) but I became disgustingly shocked to see these woman wheel around with her shopping cart and discover the middle-aged pancake make-up face that greeted me!
Think of a cross of Tammy Faye Baker and the Emperor from Star Wars and that about sums it up. It downright startled me. Anyhoo, that's my rant on the subject.
Evan Piccone, huh? I'll have to check them out as I've never heard of them but am admittedly not too up on fashion. Perhaps I'll install a door knocker on the side of my face over the weekend and then wear my boxers with my boots down to the ol' grocery!