So I was in Subway, just waiting for a sandwich, minding my own business, and in walks one of the biggest trainwrecks I have ever seen. Tight, neon yellow Ed Hardy Shirt. Baggy baggy jeans slung so low that this gentleman's belt was cinching his buttocks. Visible, neon pink underwear. Shield sunglasses. And to top it all off, FROSTED TIPS. Oh, I didn't know people were still doing that....? I really resented his ensemble, and the most tragic part of all of this was that he probably thought he looked so damn good.
Don't strut into Subway during the lunch hour thinking you look amazing. Because you don't. Ok, so you dress like The Situation's gay little brother. Doesn't mean crap to me.
THAT'S ALL.
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