I can't help but laugh at this because I haaaaate Martin Brodeur.
I can't help but laugh at this because I haaaaate Martin Brodeur.
"Under the patient yet carnal eye of Gianbaptiste, I squatted in first the honey, then the panko."
Possibly.
Yes, these artists ARE CLEARLY POISONING YOUNG MINDS.
:/
Why, thank you! :)
I'm glad you've survived it - I hope you continue to be in good health.
This is my attitude on it, as well. I love clothes and I love expressing myself through my sartorial choices. What I won't do, however, is give a flying fuck about what other people wear. I don't dress for them - they don't dress for me.
Oh my God, that movie. That. Movie. It was so terrible. Actually, terrible isn't a strong enough word. It was cinematic excrement - in plot, character 'development' and execution.
MJB's version of "Misty Blue"... I can't even.
When we had only been dating a few months, 6 years (!) ago, my boyfriend asked why I changed into a long robe and fleece pants with big socks after I got to his place after work. He was surprised at my clothes, since I dress up so much for the office.
Right? So shiny! And they go with anything. Except maybe at the office, depending on where you work.
How am I backpedaling? Where did I say "____ should not be allowed to wear skinny jeans because I don't like the way they look"?
Oh, I'm sure lots of people do - I'm just not one of them! :)
I am just saying I am sick of seeing it - not saying there should be a rule, or that my opinion should translate to people no longer wearing them.
Nah - I said *I* was sick of grown-ass men wearing skinny jeans, not that said grown-ass men shouldn't be allowed to wear them.
I fully endorse everyone wearing whatever they want. I also endorse people being able to have an opinion about it.
Random guess: the people who can pull it off. :)
I guess here in the boonies (aka Boston), we're just not sophisticated.