Spin Me I Pulsate.

Now normally, I don't make much mention on this blog about goings on in the outside world, since I tend to back myself into corners all over the internet anyway. But this....so close to dinner time, it icked me out.

Apparently, Jean Paul Gauthier is putting hot pants and wedge heels on men. See picture.

Now, think of the guy who works in the deli down the street from your house, the old guy who jiggles when he gets the salami out for you, think of him in that little red number.

Nice thought, isn't it.

Now, I'm a fairly liberal person. Ok, most days, I don't give a rat's ass what you do with your time, I really don't. So long as no one is hurt, whatever. I'm easy to get along with. But this:

Men with shaggy mullet hairdos sported hip-hugging pants in bold python patterns or crinkly see-through jackets with a trompe l'oeil denim print.

I just can't handle that. There are certain outfits I don't want to see on anyone, since it HURTS ME to see it. I'm thinking immediately to anyone my size wearing low rise pants and a halter top in public. (while I know that the low rise problem is hard to escape, the halter top one isn't). Hot pants and mullets also come to mind. There is NOTHING good about a mullet. Case and point:

I don't really think our society, especially in the shape it's currently in, is prepared for male hot pants. There's what, 29% of our population that is obese? And we want them wearing freaking hot pants?

Here's my thought-let's focus on changing eating habits, and what's cheap and convenient, instead of creating yet another overpriced, sure to fail fashion trend. Let's bring on the fat tax, and make sure anyone (myself included) who wears clothes too tight has to pay a fine.

I mean really...mullets?

Posted by thordora on Sunday, July 02, 2006 at 4:41 p.m. | Permalink