This woman is, not on her own, but as part of a large and misguided group of people, the reason I started this blog. I can't tell you where I took this picture, but I will tell you that I probably saw two hundred people that day in the same town who could have become posts themselves. Suffice to say, there is an epidemic of unflattering clothes going on in my neck of the woods. And, instead of helping people in a What Not To Wear kinda way, I'm content to just make fun of them in a Evil Queen Bee in the tenth grade way. Where shall we begin on this poor soul? Ah, yes, the swing pack. Nylon, brass hardware, exterior key fob. What more could you want in a fanny pack with a freakishly long strap? You know what I love about oddly short Adidas track pants? That obnoxious swishing noise they make when you walk. Made worse by the fact that YOU ARE NOT AT THE GYM! "She could have been at the gym earlier in the day", you say. To which I reply, "She could not have been at any fitness center because she is wearing a crisp-collared polo shirt under her mustard yellow sweatshirt" (which had green and pink writing on the front, by the way).At least she's coordinated with the shopping cart in the background, which sort of pulls the whole look together, don't you think?
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