And now the ranting begins...
If Cosby can speak out on black youth fashion trends, I'll cover the caucasion ones.
1.) Can someone PLEASE explain the reason young males around here wear a pair of jeans and a perfectly good polo shirt, then tuck the shirt into the jeans only at the part where the belt buckle rests?! Was there a boom in lead based interior paint about nineteen years ago? How freaking stupid and sloppy looking is that? And to think we were finally over the jeans down so that the ass hangs out and the baseball cap turned sideways. To what avail? Another moronic trend.
2.} I swear the next time some kid walks by me wearing sandals or flip flops and drags his feet, I'm going to stab the little slouch in the freaking neck. Nothing snaps the filament in this kid's bulb like bad posture and dragging feet.
3.) I am biased, as a U.S. Marine, but somebody PLEASE buy these young men a pair of hair clippers. If it is long, fine, mine was too as a young man. Tie it back. But for the love of everything dear and holy please, oh, please cut out this not-long-not-short-shaggy look. Yes, the whole world's male population should wear a high and tight, in this kid's opinion, but that's not going to happen. Just please, oh, please make this shaggy look go away...
4.) Did congress pass a law declaring every Saturday this summer National-Dress-your-15-Year-Old-Daughter-Like-a-Prostitute-and-Send-Her-Out-Shopping Day? Here is the anguish I feel on the subject: I am learning to accept my inner scum-bag. I realize I have already had my Hell Ticket punched, and am waiting for the express train. But do you realize how dirty I feel when a little hottie crosses my path and I think about what it would be like to treat her like a three ring circus knowing, KNOWING that she is young enough to be my daughter? Granted I'd still nail her, but I don't have to like it...
In summary, pop fashion today, from as far as I can tell, is right at the drooling, crash helmet wearing, eating applesauce with a straw level. Hurry up kids, that fifteen foot long school bus is stopping...
1.) Can someone PLEASE explain the reason young males around here wear a pair of jeans and a perfectly good polo shirt, then tuck the shirt into the jeans only at the part where the belt buckle rests?! Was there a boom in lead based interior paint about nineteen years ago? How freaking stupid and sloppy looking is that? And to think we were finally over the jeans down so that the ass hangs out and the baseball cap turned sideways. To what avail? Another moronic trend.
2.} I swear the next time some kid walks by me wearing sandals or flip flops and drags his feet, I'm going to stab the little slouch in the freaking neck. Nothing snaps the filament in this kid's bulb like bad posture and dragging feet.
3.) I am biased, as a U.S. Marine, but somebody PLEASE buy these young men a pair of hair clippers. If it is long, fine, mine was too as a young man. Tie it back. But for the love of everything dear and holy please, oh, please cut out this not-long-not-short-shaggy look. Yes, the whole world's male population should wear a high and tight, in this kid's opinion, but that's not going to happen. Just please, oh, please make this shaggy look go away...
4.) Did congress pass a law declaring every Saturday this summer National-Dress-your-15-Year-Old-Daughter-Like-a-Prostitute-and-Send-Her-Out-Shopping Day? Here is the anguish I feel on the subject: I am learning to accept my inner scum-bag. I realize I have already had my Hell Ticket punched, and am waiting for the express train. But do you realize how dirty I feel when a little hottie crosses my path and I think about what it would be like to treat her like a three ring circus knowing, KNOWING that she is young enough to be my daughter? Granted I'd still nail her, but I don't have to like it...
In summary, pop fashion today, from as far as I can tell, is right at the drooling, crash helmet wearing, eating applesauce with a straw level. Hurry up kids, that fifteen foot long school bus is stopping...
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