Tag: fashion disaster
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When do we decide if someone is batshit crazy?
I know. That term is politically incorrect. And I am not applying it to those with true mental illnesses. I’m talking about those times when eccentricity goes a wee bit over the top. And stays there. You’ve doubtless met others who have decided to become eccentric, perhaps even the town eccentric, but it was clearly…
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My fish hate me
Every morning, my fish stare at me, blankly. I always wonder if they are hungry or don’t like what I’m wearing.
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Don’t be jealous
One freak has continually eluded my camera. Three times now. I will persevere. Anyway, here is the breakdown of her attire, and I use that term loosely; she looks rather loose. Bedraggled and pallid, fake, leopard-fur jacket. The type of fabric one would see on the loincloth of a “native” in a B-movie. Shop-worn, straight-leg…
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