Does anyone ever want to call on PMS?Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Stop That Now! Or, Why Longer Shirts Are A Blessing For What They Disguise
It's time for another round of Stop That Now! - my findings of fashion don'ts that must, in the name of all things good, be stopped immediately.
Today:
The Thong Song is no longer in heavy rotation for a reason.
The one thing about fashion we can always count on is that styles are going to change. And while some trends, such as classic suits and menswear never really go out of style, others (gauchos and guys' half shirts, I'm talking to you) have thankfully made their rounds and disappeared into the far reaches of otherwise well-appointed closets. Still, some people can't seem to let a bad trend end, including this woman:
I was beyond grateful when designers moved to longer-cut T-shirts and blouses last fall. The longer length kindly hid all that the public eye should not have to bear witness: the bulging belly, the muffin top, the peeping thong. This woman, however, apparently did not get the memo as her shirt fell short of keeping her personals, well, personal. This fashion horror is so easy to avoid - no mom jeans required - I wanted to run out to Target and purchase her a five-pack of Hanes T-shirts so she could finish her beer with dignity. Or at least find her a bar stool with a solid seat back.
Today:
The Thong Song is no longer in heavy rotation for a reason.
The one thing about fashion we can always count on is that styles are going to change. And while some trends, such as classic suits and menswear never really go out of style, others (gauchos and guys' half shirts, I'm talking to you) have thankfully made their rounds and disappeared into the far reaches of otherwise well-appointed closets. Still, some people can't seem to let a bad trend end, including this woman:
I was beyond grateful when designers moved to longer-cut T-shirts and blouses last fall. The longer length kindly hid all that the public eye should not have to bear witness: the bulging belly, the muffin top, the peeping thong. This woman, however, apparently did not get the memo as her shirt fell short of keeping her personals, well, personal. This fashion horror is so easy to avoid - no mom jeans required - I wanted to run out to Target and purchase her a five-pack of Hanes T-shirts so she could finish her beer with dignity. Or at least find her a bar stool with a solid seat back.
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