Anyone who's seen the way I dress in public knows that i have no fashion sense. they may also know that most of the time i couldnt give a two stroke fuck about that. But they probably dont know that even if i see an extremely hot girl walk by, she looks like the fucking swamp-thing to me if she's wearing any of these select objects on her body, that irrationally cause me to picture myself strangling her to death with my belt.
Snow Boots.
In the places people care most about their looks (warm places), they are also wearing god damn snow boots. as if any second, a blizzard is going to explode through downtown los angeles and blanket the entire city in arctic temperatures and turn everyone wearing normal shoes into god damn ice sculptures.
snow boots with a dress, snow boots with shorts, snow boots with a bikini probably isnt far off. it isnt hot all the time, or everywhere, so confining this to warm weather, if you have furry little elf boots on, this is your new name:
Robin Hoodrat
Gigantic Sunglasses.
Thanks for this Paris Hilton. and thank you everyone for following the trend of this semen belching trash and turning your face into a storyboard from a 60's horror movie. Ive never met a single male who thinks this looks good. even if you have a little muffin top, thats fine. if you have stumpy legs or a club thumb, or maybe youre flatter than a 10 year old boy, its cool, those can be ignored.
but if you have the head of a praying mantis because you saw some plastic clown prop with hubcap sized lenses, and had to have them just because thats what a Kardashian was wearing last night, all bets are fucking off until you put them away. your name:
Clown Mantis
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