This is the maiden post of my new blog. Sadly enough, this is what prompted me to set up this blog. I have a family blog but this hardly fits into that category!
OK HERE GOES…………..
People watching is something that I have perfected over the years. Thankfully my mother instilled enough values in me and I don’t make my comments out loud for my victims to hear. Usually I make my comments – my husband being my most frequent audience – I laugh at myself and that is that. Woh-ho-ho…this time, however, I could not resist what I am about to show you. While walking through Washington Square yesterday, I noticed the worst exhibit of men’s fashion I have yet to witness. Let me digress…I hate man-pris (capris for men). The only person to date that looked remotely decent in the clam-digger type pant was my brother – and that’s not because I’m biased. OK, back to the real issue here. So we passed this person in the park yesterday, walking hand-in-hand with his girlfriend, wife…not important to the story. So he was obviously heterosexual but from the looks of his shoes, you would have to question whether he raided his sister’s closet or if he actually purchased these on purpose. I really think they were peep-toe too which makes it 10x worse! Regardless, I HAD to whip out the camera, and, using my son as an alabi, snap this photo while pretending to take a pic of my dear son running up the walk.
C’mon now. If you are any bit as catty as I am, you would have done it too. Give me a little credit – I spared the poor soul his identity and only captured his feet which were enough to tell the story. He was actually a good looking guy…but then again so is my husband but if I would have looked down the day we met and saw him wearing these numbers, I would have laughed my A** off. If you can’t tell who’s who…look at the hairy legs.
I have to stop writing now because I’m laughing too hard…………
