I have to admit, when I saw this outfit, I was in a club. A nightclub. I know, I know, I should expect to see these type of outfits in such a place blah, blah, blah. Here's what I think: when you go out "dancing" and presumably searching for a mate (for a night or a lifetime), wouldn't you want to look your best? This adult onesie is doing nothing for this poor girl. If she were a celebrity, this is the sort of outfit that would spark a "baby bump watch" of extreme proportions leading to many a gossip magazine cover proclaiming "baby joy" and highlighting her empowering decision not to marry her baby daddy. Then her publicist would have to make one of those humiliating statements that her uterus is empty and she's just chubby and has a penchant for unflattering tops. Or bottoms. Or whatever the hell you call this frock. Onesie notwithstanding, what on earth are those shoes all about? I saw a lot of shoes like these while I was shopping in Stuart Weitzman for my wedding. And I sometimes see them in the Vicky's catalogue in the "office wear for porn studio receptionists" section. And you can't really tell by the photo, but I must add that the background color on the jumper is an ecru and the shoes are a true white. Bad, bad no-no.
4 comments:
Don't you mean Stuart Weitzman?
ah, yes. exhaustion is an ugly thing. however, this isn't wikipedia and you're one criticism away from me telling pete about your trunk full of discarded eluxury shipping boxes.
your blog is awesome! do you have any tips as far as taking photos of people without them knowing goes? i did take a photo of a guy the other day i want to post on my blog, but he was an easy target.
sometimes i sit really low in the driver's seat of my car to capture people in parking lots, but my favorite technique is to have a friend run over and stand near the fashion offender, pretending to be a tourist, and crop them out later.
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