Sitting in a hospital waiting room today....

We have lots of cafe houses here where you can sit outside and
watch the crowd walking by. The game is always to pinpoint on the basis of their clothes who's a tourist and who isn't. I love especially the ones
who try to fit in so eagerly.

Notice, we don't see many "poor but neatly patched and clean" clothes on display any more? Somewhere at K-Mart's or Wal-Marts (or Lord and Taylor's for all I know) there is a Home Furnishing section featuring a perpetual sale on Snow White Mirrors (Wicked Stepmother setting).

And, ahem, how come it is so awful for an older woman have her gray roots show, when all over the place there are various celebs who show the roots on purpose?

On the topic - I was just thinking of fashion no-nos today. I saw this woman in the office seemed dressed fine, but her shirt was a bit too tight - what does everyone think about when your nipples imprint can be seen through your shirt?

ya know...I'm not gonna say anything about really heavy people, because I know enough BBW's that may not have tons of money, but wear stuff that, well, looks good, and decent and modest. I'm no skinny minnie myself.

We have lots of cafe houses here where you can sit outside and
watch the crowd walking by. The game is always to pinpoint on the basis of their clothes who's a tourist and who isn't. I love especially the ones
who try to fit in so eagerly.

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I adore watching people, its amazing at you what you see if you take the time to look....I apparently had time today, I spent 5 hours in a hospital waiting room, just gawking at people...lol

How nice it must be, to be perfect and be so critical of others, especially, I might add in a hospital setting.

Hope they never let you in the OR to "observe".

I have to say I can't stand seeing a 12 year old girl walking around the mall with her gut hanging out of her shirt, muffin top in her jeans and sporting half a pound of makeup.

In the grocery store this morning, I saw a 5' 3", 250 pound woman in short shorts and bare midriff and flip flops. Every toe nail was painted a different color and she had at least five ear rings in each ear. She also had a cell phone in working order.

She doesn't know any better so....what does her mom dress like?

This morning I visited the produce stand for fresh fruit and saw a three year old girl wearing a pajama top, two Mardi Gras necklaces and the toddler equivalent of combat boots.

OK, so far, she IS only 5...)

Feet are important and shoes are worth spending money on. For years and years with sons and stepsons, I'd repeat again (and again and again) "Changing clothes means changing shoes, too."

I survived my youngest's frequent hair-dyeing (copper really suited him), his "faux-hawk" (short sides with a big chunk of hair in the middle that he'd stiffen with white glue) and endless parade of hand painted t-shirts. I was so used to his get ups that I was often momentarily surprised when someone stared, and then, "oh, right, it's the Communist Manifesto jacket, right?" He got a lot of comments about that one, and strangely enough, all positive. I was mostly afraid someone would beat him up for looking "different". He's toned down a bit these days (doesn't dye but still cuts his own hair) and starts an Art and Design course at our local college in a few weeks. No doubt he'll wear the latest hand painted t-shirt his first day.

That's a good price! I looked at some at a local camping store and they were $29.99. Price keeps going up, they were much cheaper when I first noticed them last year.