Okay, so I know the lines have become hazy lately as to what an actual item of clothing is supposed to be... (Should I wear this dress with jeans, like a shirt? Maybe this bra is supposed to be a top... etc, all the way to my early demise from having to see these things being worn in public.)
Perhaps the most dangerous is what I saw on Saturday night, in Deep Ellum. (Yes, I realize I was in Deep Ellum, people, but unless I entered some portal to another dimension, I still say what I am about to describe is sacrilege to fashion.)
A girl was wearing a shirt as a dress. Yes, it was silky. Yes, it was pouffy. No, it was not a dress. I was very concerned upon seeing her, (high heels and all... the last time I checked, we don't think "escort" is the new "prep," or whatever) and was only mildly relieved to realized she had on some very short shorts underneath (which were exposed when she went to hugging all the future-serial-killer-type men she was with.) Not even shorts, they were indeed so tiny I am apt to call them knickers.
Why do girls gotta dress like hos? We're never gonna get respect if there are so many out there who treat themselves like pieces of meat. Listen to Aretha, girls. R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
And don't get mad when random men paw at your bottom if you are dressed like that.
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