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msfledermaus) wrote2010-05-10 06:10 am
msfledermaus) wrote2010-05-10 06:10 am
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Fashion 5-0...
Mother's day is usually a rough day for people in my humble profession...why? Because I work Sundays. At a public place. A public place full of pretty things attractive to lots and lots of people. And since we're also free, it's a place that becomes chock-full of tired, harassed mommies,their howling, screeching children and their disinterested dads. It's easy to get crabby and start hating the world and your place in it, if you don't have the mental tools to keep going. One of those tools? Playing Fashion-Police...
Yes, there's nothing like the well-trained, critical eye of someone who wears itchy polyester uniforms for a living. But it's such a great mood lifter; more or less along the lines of, "Well, poly-clad I may be, but at least I'm not that guy wearing an orange shirt and green pants!" And on Mother's Day, you get to see how parents have dressed their children for a day out, which makes you weep inwardly for the fate of future humanity...
Some big offenders:
A family that had their little 5-year old daughter wearing a hot-pink fairy-princess tutu-thing that was now at least 2 sizes too small. She had no leggings or anything, and it was a bitingly cold morning yesterday. No coat, either. I felt really awful for the kid...did she throw a tantrum and insist on wearing that thing, or did the parents squeeze her into it because it was "cute"? *shakes head*
There were a lot of tutus on little girls yesterday, actually. I kind of wondered if I'd been caught in a really small ballet recital, at one point...
Lots of shorty-shorts and flip-flops, even though it was, again, really cold. And I mean short-shorts. As in seeing, er, cleavage. And not so much the daughters as the moms...
Then there was the mommy wearing 4 inch spiked heels, in pink, with silver studs all over them. She had a toddler and had a really hard time keeping up with him in those things. Combined with our hard floors, she could barely walk by the end of the day.
There was also a handful of people with Farrah Fawcett hair...Really, really big hair. Feathered. With the big curls. You could hide all kinds of stuff in that hair. Small countries, things like that.
The return of the all-mighty tube-top. Whyyyyyyyy?!?!? They were unflattering before, they did *not* get any better in 30 years, trust me!
So, there you are, and I wish, oh how I wish, I could have given out tickets...That would have been so sublime...
Yes, there's nothing like the well-trained, critical eye of someone who wears itchy polyester uniforms for a living. But it's such a great mood lifter; more or less along the lines of, "Well, poly-clad I may be, but at least I'm not that guy wearing an orange shirt and green pants!" And on Mother's Day, you get to see how parents have dressed their children for a day out, which makes you weep inwardly for the fate of future humanity...
Some big offenders:
A family that had their little 5-year old daughter wearing a hot-pink fairy-princess tutu-thing that was now at least 2 sizes too small. She had no leggings or anything, and it was a bitingly cold morning yesterday. No coat, either. I felt really awful for the kid...did she throw a tantrum and insist on wearing that thing, or did the parents squeeze her into it because it was "cute"? *shakes head*
There were a lot of tutus on little girls yesterday, actually. I kind of wondered if I'd been caught in a really small ballet recital, at one point...
Lots of shorty-shorts and flip-flops, even though it was, again, really cold. And I mean short-shorts. As in seeing, er, cleavage. And not so much the daughters as the moms...
Then there was the mommy wearing 4 inch spiked heels, in pink, with silver studs all over them. She had a toddler and had a really hard time keeping up with him in those things. Combined with our hard floors, she could barely walk by the end of the day.
There was also a handful of people with Farrah Fawcett hair...Really, really big hair. Feathered. With the big curls. You could hide all kinds of stuff in that hair. Small countries, things like that.
The return of the all-mighty tube-top. Whyyyyyyyy?!?!? They were unflattering before, they did *not* get any better in 30 years, trust me!
So, there you are, and I wish, oh how I wish, I could have given out tickets...That would have been so sublime...