Jun 8, 2007

There is no excuse

The following pictures you are about to see are graphic and explicit and should be censored but are not. All taken within 2 hours of each other around Singapore's Cineleisure.

I'm not sure what is up with the continuous stream of bad taste Jo and I seemed to be faced with here. On one hand, Singaporeans seem to be taking more care with their dressing; on the other hand, they also don't know how far/low/high/gross it can get when not done properly.
Men: there is no goddamned reason why you have to walk around in what can only be called booty shorts . I don't give a shit if you are a 'triathalon' for life because as far as I'm concerned, you should be shot. How dare you display your pins like that in public? I have to burn my eyes out now, with this image forever seared into my memory of your ass cheeks wobbling. Not once, but twice in a single night. You're carrying a bag aren't you? Well, bring a change of clothes! Surely a macho man like you wouldn't mind carrying a pair of jeans around, and an extra T-shirt? It is unforgiveable for either one of you to be walking around a trendy mall in a sweaty, smelly get-up. You wives/girlfriends/mothers will be ashamed.

jo: what's wrong with people??? i went to the gym today and i saw a man walking around in silver tights. i really wished i had my camera there and then with me. the outfit was just horrifying. i mean if you were lean and fit, id be oh yeah baby. but unfortunately, he was old, balding and had spilling love handles (oh.god.) if you wanna work out, wear something decent for crying out loud. and let's just keep it in the gym now now.



Now you, missy. I didn't want to make this an upskirt shot, but it seems like no matter what angle I tried, it would have turned out that way. I take serious offense with the front of your shirt and your ghastly hairstyle (both of which I could not snap in time) but most of all, that nasty leopard print skank skirt, trashy pleather boots and are those thigh-high fishnet stockings with frills?!
*dies a bit*
I cannot believe your companion is allowing himself to be seen in public with you. You look like a common prositute. No, don't give me that attitude about freedom of clothes and what-not. You only have freedom when you have style and a sense of coordination, NOT when you look like a 50 cent hooker from Thailand.

Rant done. Over and out.

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