Don’t worry; that stupid comment didn’t really get my goat, I just wanted to make a funny. I’m back, and laughing hysterically at the most fantastical blog I’ve seen in ages (found via Idle Fascination, who is also very funny):
And these are what she calls “Birth Control Glasses”:
Says TMR of this photo, “Ankle socks, sandals, neons, camel coat, cinnabun, BCGs. She’s likely on the phone explaining to her gynecologist that at the moment, a check up is unnecessary.”
HA! EDIT: I really really want to see if she’s written anything about caftans, the ultimate Man Repellers. I mean, if there’s anything less likely to get you a man, it’s giving a man good cause to believe you might be pregnant. Ha!
If you’re normal, and weren’t raised in a commune, you too have thought from time to time while perusing the Bog of Eternal Fashion Blogs, “This is so ugly, but I’m feeling myself oddly attracted to it—full speed ahead, I need this ugliness on my person NOW.” —what TMR calls a “Lady Boner.” I love how she demystified Paris Fashion Week, a.k.a. The Olympics of Man Repelling.
p.s. I’m so glad I haven’t bought any paper bag trousers. As Liv so aptly put it, “Score one for Team Boyfriend.” I’m sure Rob is glad, too.