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Thursday, April 17, 2008
Please Don't Stop the Music



One of my favorite pass-times when I'm mall hopping is wardrobe scrutiny. I just love how some people put so much effort into their wardrobe and looks when all they're doing is going down to Carrefour. The men have their hair slicked back, shades on, Zara wardrobe to the T, and polished leather shoes. The women have their hair done up, lipstick at a sheen, nails trimmed, and clothes in sync. I once asked a friend of mine to meet me at a mall, and when she arrived she looked like she was going to a freaking awards ceremony. When I asked her why she was all dolled up, she said "Oh this? This is just something I threw together!" I tell you something - if I threw something together, I'd probably look like a pregnant woman barfed on me. So anyway, scouting the crowds around me, I noticed one woman in particular who was a bit...er..big boned. Now I'm all for the 'gurl if you got it flaunt it' thing, and this woman was certainly bringing it, it's just that I don't think she knew where to bring it to. She had on black leggings, white flat ballet slippers, a white and yellow top, and huge shades on her face. Worst of all, she was wearing a thick black belt on top of it all, and it seriously looked she had the fucking equator wrapped around her waist.

Skipping through the entertainment gossip, I've come across this little jewel - Ewan McGregor and Jim Carrey are set to star in a warped story of a man who falls in love with his cellmate. Bring your own popcorn folks - this is sure to be a hoot to watch.

Smooooookinnn!


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1 Comments:
Blogger Ganymede said...
Oh I just love dressing up. If only my closet has more trendy clothes in it...