Mute Monday: competition

don't hate me. i cannot be mute this time.
added monday mid day due to confusion: how does this relate to the theme of competition? this is the competition for the worst shyt you could possibly wear. see labels when in doubt.

by now, everyone is aware of my neurotic concern with how one dresses to travel. here we have airport fashion as demonstrated by, what else, a TV and movie star. i get you want to be comfortable. but do you have no sense of obligation to your fellow travelers? this is one of those times i hate flip flops most. or perhaps this actress is getting a jump start on dressing for El-Obama's Amerika. i can't wait to see the "juicy couture" burka. can you? and what is with the head scarf? it makes sense....when you are AUNT JEMIMA!


speaking of burkas, i can think of at least one place it really makes sense. when i join al qaeda, im coming on board with one of those "star maps" they sell to idiot tourists in L.A. Barbara is a fierce competitor for bad fashion; category? age appropriateness. how old is this hag now? 87? maybe we can recycle some of NYC's broke down cranes to jack up these granny tits. please!


what does one say to the rash of ass-writing on clothing? i can sort of give 13-16 year olds, possibly even college aged women a pass. but i see lots and lots of middle aged crazy out there sportin' this shyt. "juicy land?" AYFKM? disgusting. actually, i challenge this woman on her claims of "juicy". like hell.

Dear God. where to start? ugly. fugly! these feet cant even stay on the slick ass shoe properly. this just looks cheap and bad. having this pink nail polish is like putting lipstick on a pig. this is one of the reasons i am always fantasizing about moving to iceland. other than i think it might be a good idea to hole up with some vikings. grrrherherhaha

oh shyt, no, wait! somebody already figured out the WINTER flip flop angle. ive seen this -not these furry flip-flops, but college types wearing flip-flops in full blown icey cold winter. now there is no safe season from this visual blight.

wuss up, Frodo? you know, the mandal thing has gotten me in a lil bit of hot water with some people. i made a little dig about it on someone i really really like - and i only spoke up because i want him to succeed in his, er, quest. Look, men in sandals is ghey. it is. im sorry. but it is. at the beach only. ive said this already but it bears repeating: i only want to see a mans feet if the entire rest of him is nekkid. who's with me?

young men seem to be the greatest offenders of flip-flop wearing. i dont like these new y generation men. i dont. they are way too casual and dirty looking. im glad im old. seriously. men in my age group wear suits, or a nice shirt and some nice jeans or pants with proper footwear. then they come home have a martini or two or three -take the clothes off and get in bed. nekkid. repeat the next day. and the next. and the next. one of the reasons i like old school bluesmen is the way they dress. you aint NEVER gonna see a bluesman in flip flops. ever. or crocs.

first there was crocs. and then there was shyt to stick in the crocs. i hate these things. i hate plastic shoes. they are hideous. and when i see someone wearing crocs? i assume they are an idiot; because they look like one. ive been writing on this blog for years about the decline of western civilization; and if my warnings about islam or obama or rampant illegal immigration doesnt get your attention surely CROCS will penetrate those blinders you are wearing.

Oh No. no. no. no. no. no. now a croc cell phone case?

in fact, crockery is so hated that there is now an entire cottage industry on hating them. i love capitalism!

i see this more often than you can imagine. i believe that shoes should contain the entire foot. am i wrong? i wouldnt leave the house like this. i think this is a movie star. and i think they have a ton of dough. and i think this could be avoided.

kumbaya you dumb mofo. eat a few sticks and twigs for me.

grrherherhahahahahaha!!! i bet these cost a lot too.

this was from a webpage that asked would you rather wear a theme sweater or die. personally, id rather wear a theme sweater than die. but after death? no way. this is something i saw quite a bit as a teacher. i bet foamy will back me up on this. when i was teaching i would hear the lament about how hard it was to meet a man. and the common excuse was schools are 95% women's world. but i submit to you that its very hard to snare a man when you are dressed up like a rose bowl parade float. you want to celebrate the holidays with your students. i understand. that is what BULLETIN BOARDS are for.

here is my favorite pony faced hag. (my apologies to all horses) this woman is constantly referred to as a fashion icon. i could have done an entire page on her. Im just stunned. this woman is marketed to us as fabulous in the same way obama is. do not succumb to these propaganda campaigns. the media is NOT your friend. stay vigilant people!

im finally speechless.

and now a note from this blogger: who am i to judge? i am fucken SHE, that's who. ive written already about "judgement" and i will reprint it here again:
"......speaking of judgement...it's become a negative: "don't be judgemental" are you kidding me? i can, do and will make judgements as i see fit. and you are still, as of this posting, free to judge me back and i celebrate that......" it's still a free country. for a little while longer at least.

happy NOT MUTE monday