Two complaints and a cautionary tale
"Excuse me, your slip is showing"
The above used to be a common phrase when I was growing up. Nowadays, it might be considered ridiculous. Does anyone care?
I've already complained about the "boobs on the half-shell" look that's so popular among women these days, even at the office. (See here.)
But now, the men are getting in on the act. The latest look, among some young men in New York City, is the extreme-low-rider look (or whatever it's called), in which a young man in casual clothing wears pants so loose in the waist that they hang down and expose part of his underwear. This is getting worse, lately--yesterday, I saw a guy with his pants so low that almost the entire back of his fancy boxer shorts was visible. (Maybe I should call this the "buns on the half-shell" look.) Nu, if you're going to wear your pants that way, why bother with pants at all? Why not just leave the house in your boxer shorts? Or are you too young to have seen the old "I dreamed I [did whatever the advertisement writer could think of] in my Maidenform bra" ads?
Who's party is this, anyway?
The synagogue's annual barbecue was supposed to have been for members and their families only. Imagine my surprise, then, when I walked into the room and discovered that roughly half the people present, davka especially at the tables marked "reserved," were people whom I didn't recognize at all, despite the fact that we go to this shul every Sabbath and Jewish holiday. The president and his wife had, apparently, decided that the shul's annual barbecue was just an excuse for them to throw their own private party. My best guess is that they deliberately told us congregants, in the synagogue announcements, that the bash was a members-only affair in order to leave enough room for them to invite however many people they wanted. On the plus side, at least they paid for all their guests.
Sore eyes for sight :(
Normally, this much-older, always-meticulously-dressed woman would have been a sight for sore eyes when she walked over to say hello to me. But I could hardly miss the fact that her gorgeous suit was stained in several places. I'd never given much thought to the impact of dimishing vision on one's ability to tell when one's clothing needs cleaning.
The above used to be a common phrase when I was growing up. Nowadays, it might be considered ridiculous. Does anyone care?
I've already complained about the "boobs on the half-shell" look that's so popular among women these days, even at the office. (See here.)
But now, the men are getting in on the act. The latest look, among some young men in New York City, is the extreme-low-rider look (or whatever it's called), in which a young man in casual clothing wears pants so loose in the waist that they hang down and expose part of his underwear. This is getting worse, lately--yesterday, I saw a guy with his pants so low that almost the entire back of his fancy boxer shorts was visible. (Maybe I should call this the "buns on the half-shell" look.) Nu, if you're going to wear your pants that way, why bother with pants at all? Why not just leave the house in your boxer shorts? Or are you too young to have seen the old "I dreamed I [did whatever the advertisement writer could think of] in my Maidenform bra" ads?
Who's party is this, anyway?
The synagogue's annual barbecue was supposed to have been for members and their families only. Imagine my surprise, then, when I walked into the room and discovered that roughly half the people present, davka especially at the tables marked "reserved," were people whom I didn't recognize at all, despite the fact that we go to this shul every Sabbath and Jewish holiday. The president and his wife had, apparently, decided that the shul's annual barbecue was just an excuse for them to throw their own private party. My best guess is that they deliberately told us congregants, in the synagogue announcements, that the bash was a members-only affair in order to leave enough room for them to invite however many people they wanted. On the plus side, at least they paid for all their guests.
Sore eyes for sight :(
Normally, this much-older, always-meticulously-dressed woman would have been a sight for sore eyes when she walked over to say hello to me. But I could hardly miss the fact that her gorgeous suit was stained in several places. I'd never given much thought to the impact of dimishing vision on one's ability to tell when one's clothing needs cleaning.
posted by Shira Salamone at 1:17 PM
2 Comments:
Hi Shira,
I've been reading your blog for a long time but don't comment much because almost all blogging commenting systems are such a hassle when it comes to screen readers. But I'm going to see if I can get this to work.
That buns on the half-shell thing has been going on for quite a while down here in the south. And I wish it would go away. In regard to your friend who is losing her vision, I have no idea how a sighted person could tactfully suggest this, but perhaps she might want to get in contact with her local division of blind services. They can help her with relearning how to do things without vision or with very little vision.
Amanda, welcome aboard!
I'm sorry to hear that that manner of (un)dress isn't limited to us crazies in NY.
It would be easy for me to suggest that my half-blind buddy get some help with her limited vision if I could figure out how to tell her that her low vision is causing her to wear stained clothing without getting her upset. Any suggestions?
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