Alright, I’m walking down the street on my way to work (Robie st. almost by the corner of North).. wearing.. yes maybe a bit see thru but who gives a fuck.. white leggins & a LONG t-shirt covering half of my bum…
this chick drives by STARING at me like im a monster or something. so shes stopped at the light & fucking sticks her head right out the window looking at me. I had my mp3 player & tried to ignore her but once i got to the red light i was standing there & she put her head out the window again so i asked her WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT? she laughs & shes like.. youre pants.. {i THINK she said theyre see thru} then she took off right quick. WHAT is she doing looking at my ass anyways?? yes, i do have a nice bum..but i dont think she likes girls because she wouldnt have gotten shitty cause my pants were see thru. Obviously the dumb bitch was jealous.. i dont give a damn if my pants are see thru or not.. i looked good. I got a man so i dont care about any dudes checking me out.. i dont pay any mind to it. the only reason i even noticed she was lookin is cause the idiot stuck her head out the window WHILE she was driving. All i got to say is BITCH GET OVER YOURSELF!! =) youre just jealous cause i have a nice bum & you drive around in sweat pants, your fathers XXL t-shirt with your hair in a pony tail, looking all nasty. haha
This article appears in Aug 7-13, 2008.
wow wish i could have saw the nice bum, that chick was defaintly jealous.. dont worry girl, that bitch aint got no reason to say shit to you
Your pants are see through? That’s a little weird, right?
no no no.. they arent exactly see through, no different than any other person who wears white pants. they really arent that bad.. plus my bum was pretty much fully covered with my t-shirt.. she just wanted to hear herself talk or somerthing. if they were THAT see thru i doubt my boyfriend would let me wear them, he woulda said something. whats wrong with white pants? i dont get it
Ah I see.I was enjoying trying to imagine the new up and coming trend that is see through pants, though. I think there’s alot of potential.
haha maybe but im not down with completely see thru.. i just like my white leggings! im telling ya this girl acted like she never saw someone with white pants before or something.. i woulda knocked her ass out if i had to but she took off some quick. i wonder how many girls she gives a hard time for what theyre wearing.
a lick-o-lotta puss lesbian, cruising around in her car, looking for some booty patootie… maybe?then again, not likely… no self-respecting lesbian would behave like that, nobody i know of anyway.too bad her car hadn’t stalled at the intersection, eh? then she’d have some splainin’ to do!
This is absurd!She’s not jealous – she’s flipping LAUGHING at you because you’re an idiot for wearing see-thru pants.You’re ‘right’ she should not have stuck her head out at you like that, but she was doing what’s called a “double-take” because she couldn’t beleive some chick could be dressed so rediculous in public.and PS> the sympathetic posters here are just horndogs. – But if you’re wearing see through pants, that’s your target market. Absurd.
Definitely “or what”.Can I please take this opportunity to inform all these trashy girls running around town, as well as the 12 year old prostitots, of what everyone else has known for about 2 years now?Tights are not pants. Tights. are. not. pants. You wouldn’t wear a tank top and pantyhose, you should not wear a tank top and tights. EVER. Tights are made to go under a) a dress, or b) a tunic that covers your WHOLE arse. Not “half” of your arse. This girl was not jealous. She was disgusted at a) your complete lack of fashion sense (pants = a societal must), or b) your nasty ass hanging out of your WHITE tights in front of her on the road. Yuck. If she says they’re see through, I believe her over someone ridiculous enough to wear tights as pants.
amen. NO ONE should wear white pants, let alone white tights. they make everyone look like a sausage that’s been squeezed into a too tight package, regardless of actual size, and they’re almost always just-this-side-of-I-can-see-your-panties. I do not want to see your panties.followed by legggings, tights, whatever ARE NOT pants. someone else has said it, but as yous eem to insist that no no, on YOU they are oh so chic let me say it again. They. Are Not. Pants. plus it’s an optical thing- you can be a size 00 but in tight white leggings with a t-shirt covering only half your butt? it’s going to make your butt look like too pigs in a bag. fighting. so this lady was NOT jealous of you. she was mockign you. but of course, like so many people who keep this leggings-as-outerwear trend going, you insist that this is clearly not the case, and she was instead jealous of your gorgeous fashion choices.she wasn’t. wear your leggings. but for god’s sake cover up! and maybe invest in a black pair that don’t scream tacky, mkay?
Hedgy, I have a pair of white pants. They’re not see through, either. They’re actually a really nice trouser with a cuff at the bottom, and they don’t show my underwear or make me resemble anything close to a sausage. I think it’s all in how tight the pants are. There’s fitted, and then there’s tight. If you don’t know the difference, you’re probably going to get people sticking thier heads out of thier car windows to gawk at you.
thanks for the correction poop.ok how bout this: white pants are an INCREDIBLY tricky item to wear. in order to pull it off, you must hit the exact right fit between cuban gigalo and sausage, and they must be paired with the right everything else to make them work. I just think most people miss that mark. so my own general rule of thumb is nay nay good sir nay nay on the white pants, as I just find them far to tricky to do correctly.also, I have a tendancy to spill. as for the OP I think we can assume that, as they were leggings, she wasn’t even trying to find that balance. I think with leggings, you have to look at them as if they weren’t there- would you wear that dress/skirt/shirt without leggings? sure, the leggings may make you feel a little more securely covered up, but essentially it’s like painting your legs and ass- I can still see everything you’ve got. so if that shirt only covered half your butt, you have to ponder: would I wander about downtown halifax with half my ass hanging out? if not, why do you think it’s ok to do it if your butt’s covered in ‘sort of see thru’ white leggings?
thanks for the correction poop.ok how bout this: white pants are an INCREDIBLY tricky item to wear. in order to pull it off, you must hit the exact right fit between cuban gigalo and sausage, and they must be paired with the right everything else to make them work. I just think most people miss that mark. so my own general rule of thumb is nay nay good sir nay nay on the white pants, as I just find them far to tricky to do correctly.also, I have a tendancy to spill. as for the OP I think we can assume that, as they were leggings, she wasn’t even trying to find that balance. I think with leggings, you have to look at them as if they weren’t there- would you wear that dress/skirt/shirt without leggings? sure, the leggings may make you feel a little more securely covered up, but essentially it’s like painting your legs and ass- I can still see everything you’ve got. so if that shirt only covered half your butt, you have to ponder: would I wander about downtown halifax with half my ass hanging out? if not, why do you think it’s ok to do it if your butt’s covered in ‘sort of see thru’ white leggings?
I have to side with the “tights are not pants” crowd here and agree that the girl in the car was mocking the stockings that you were not rocking. I can’t wait for this fashion trend to blow over….again. It sucked in the 80’s too. The “tight bottoms, baggy top” combo makes most people look like a non-delicious ice-cream cone. It’s a very non-flattering, unfeminine shape.
My goodness, you guys do not have to be so harsh on this girl. All she did was post her bitch and you guys are putting her down, making her feel low for no reason, she is not the only person who wears leggings.. if you are going to treat her like dirt you should be saying those things to every person you see with leggins. you kids are completely rude, give the girl a break. you dont see her posting such mean things on your bitch, yeah comments are alowed but that is a little over the top.. i think you are all a bunch of idiots. i dont think this girl will ever wear nice clothes again the way you are probably making her feel.
Hehe.
I wonder if perhaps she thought that you didn’t know. Sort of how you might alert someone that their zipper is down or they have toilet paper stuck on their shoe. I wasn’t there so I have no idea if the girl was a perv or a weirdo or if she was just trying to help!
…actually, Hedgy…..ALL of my pants are white…..thanks for making me feel like total CRAPOLA! I’ll never wear nice clothes again!! No siree, it’s burlap sacks and SOS pad sweaters for me…..**ticking clock/gentle weeping/awkward silence ensues**
Thank you Mother Earth.The rest of you try to be nicer to the OP and to each other.
I consider it doing a service to sighted people everywhere to inform people that going pants-less in public is unacceptable, and to assume that people are “jealous of your bum” because you’re parading around in your undergarments is just foolish. Sorry if you perceive this as mean on her self esteem (which doesn’t seem to be suffering, given that she mistook disgust or pity for envy).
poop, you should win some sort of eloquent prize ;)and alas, oh no, egad and ack, I’ve now destroyed someone’s oh-so-fragile self esteem?I guess my work here’s done. also, now there’ one (or possibly too if tasha stays in her cave) people who shant be wearing white pants again. (insert evil cackle).seriously, mother earth, if you read the posts you’d note that we deal in sweeping generalizations here. I didn’t say the OP should never ever wear white leggings as pants- I said no one, ever, should wear white leggings as pants ;O lighten up, it’s the internet. or you know, go form a coven with God over there. maybe he’ll let you play with his lightening bolt.
i dont give a damn what any of you have to say!!! ill wear what i want, thanks! thanks to whoever stood up for me but i dont give a fuck what they say!! i most definitly didnt look like a sausage and my ass was pretty much totally covered.. fuck the bitch, she can go around harrasing people who wear NICE clothes, for no reason all she wants. I bet she wouldnt be staring like that if she wasnt in car.so yeah.. ill wear what i want and that is that. you wont see me on this website ever again and i am sure you will all be happy. good for you, im happy to!! i posted my bitch and now its over with.
Wow. We got served. Last time I express an opinion on fashion, I’ll tell you that.
Oops.Now ya done it.Anyhoo….no white pants for me. Not really conducive to cave dwelling.
*burns her white pants and pours a lil’ liquor.*
aww rats, does this mean Homie et al were right and we scare away new trolls? geesh if we keep doing that however will be fill our crazy quotent?and I say cave with the best intentions tasha. I like caves. I particularly like going into my to plot. and scheme. and tent my fingers manically.ps mariah/you wishh/whoever you are: if you do decide to stick around, word to the wise: they don’t take kindly to name-switching round these parts…..
I prefer hollowed-out volcanoes myself. But to each their own….
You go girl! You continue to go pantsless in white stretchy muffin cups and I’ll continue to mock you for it!! Girl Power!
the OP sounds like shes straight outta BET/Maury. like for real.
i put my real name so you assholes could see it, i really dont give a fuck what you guys say. go fuck yourselves.
Seriously Mariah, why get so upset about opinions on fashion? You think you look great in your leggings, and even if you don’t, you love them. So wear them. Not really a big deal. Not everyone, especially in Halifax, is going to appreciate current fashion trends and if you want to play into that scene, then you have to accept that not everyone will appreciate your style. If you reread the comments here, you will see that most people are only making fun of your clothes, not you. All we know about you is what you wrote, which ammounts to a 20 second span of your life. Don’t take it so personal. And no matter what you were wearing, it was rude for the chick to stick her head out and stare at you or make fun of you.
Mariah, you were brought into this world with your bum showing. And if that is how you choose to travel the Earth that is alright with me. For I am pleased to see you using your own name here as do I. The sin is not yours, my dear fawn, but of those who only pretend to understand.As the wise man Miles once said, read below:
Also nobody has pointed out that she mocked what the girl in the car was wearing. Maybe the girl in the car legitimately thought that no sane person wants to walk around Robie St with their cucci on parade, and was trying to help a girl out. But Mariah went ahead and mocked HER way of dressing and then freaks when we do the same. Also, it’s not “not understanding fashion” as I wear leggings. I do not wear underwear or bras on their own however, and thus do not do that with leggings either, as they are all undergarments. You know, they go under garments. So really, it’s more of a taste of not wanting to see someone’s crotch/panties/asscrack/cellulite while cruising around the city than the fashion police.
See through?.. why wear anything. I heard Nekked is the the way
WB Coyotex. Someone was asking about you here earlier today.It’s good to see you back.
Are you there God? It’s me, qwerty.What is the meaning of life? Why are we here? Is it all pre-ordained, or is there such a thing as free will? And what IS the smoke monster?Who IS Jacob? (Is it Christian? I think it’s Christian.)And most importantly, how did Sun and Claire know that bangs are in? They’re on a freaking island in the middle of nowhere.
Qwerty darling, just goes to show you that you can’t rely on God for the answers to such questions. He’s out getting a taco or somethin’.Now me, I thinks that the meaning of life is achieving true logical discourse in the face of complete and utter chaos. That, and bubbles. You can’t beat good ol’ fashion-y soap bubbles floatin’ around in the sunshine.I’m probably the only person in the New World who hasn’t watched an episode of “Lost” (other than those home-schoolin’ bible thumpers…and really…who gives a shit about their opinion?) so I can’t venture an answer to your other questions.
Yeah, what she said.Fuck you, God. Fuck you right in the ass….please don’t smite me *whimpering*Hey, check it out – bubbles!! with the answers to all life’s questions right there in their film.
My qwerty sometimes you are try my patience so. But because I am a loving and foregiving God, once again I must cut you some slack.The meaning of life is to live it. We are here because we are here. Life is pre-ordained and free-will is the path. But who has time for television programs with all these questions and prayers to answer. Not me. Its always God give me this, God give me that. Plus with that incorrigible hedgyhog to contend with, well let’s just say my desktop is pretty full most of time.Now where did I put today’s weather menu. Who wants rain?
Hey God, thanx for the msg. Just been swamped at work. Got a little breather yesterday and this post caught my attention. It’s funny how some men and women act a certain way in public and don’t want to deal with the consequences.
Elocine already said what I intended to say.She wasn’t jealous… she was laughing hysterically at you.
White tights are the perfect thing for that date that isn’t too formal, isn’t too casual, and happened twenty five years ago.
Yeah God, thanx for the msg. I especially like it in my chinese food.
Tasha, the fortune cookie ref was funnier when TTFN used it yesterday.And please girl, both hands on the KB at all times.
SSSSNAP!God totally DISSED you, Tash… it is ON!!!
Yes God, there’s usually someone funnier yesterday. So…..where are ya at with solving world hunger? And I hate to bring this up again, but while I have Your holy Ear……did you get any closer to smiting Bill O’Reilly? You’d be doing us a huge fave.Thanx Duckie….I mean AMEN, Duckie.
Race war! Wait – what’s happening? Oh, right – white tights, fortune cookies, girls who say “I got a man” and God.Whore-off!
Wait…I wasn’t making a fortune cookie reference…..but I agree, TTFN rocks!
Yeah, and while you’re at it, can you also smite Stephen Harper and W and Ann “Ass Polyp” Coulter and that fat girl from my junior high class who was such a bitch and my old boss and my boss before that and that woman who was rude to me yesterday and maybe half-smite my sister, just enough to get her to stop being so jesus boring. I mean I get it, you’re planning a wedding and you just bought a house and those are very important things, but COME ON! Is that ALL we ever have to talk about? I mean, COME ON.Thanks God.
OHHH I get it!!! M.S.G. Monosowhateverthe uck glutawhothefuckknows!!! The crap they put in chinese food!! hahahaha I thought you were saying got sent you a message “msg”, as in fortune cookie!hahahahahahaGod so did not own your ass. IT is OFF!
I have a theory about the white tights which just occurred to me….perhaps there was a camel toe issue? I mean…you know…they were white and they were tight….Anyway, how does one half-smite? (That’s kinda what got me thinking camel toe…)
Sorry, I totally jumped in just so I could say whore-off, I’ve been waiting for a reason all day.
S’alright Beavy baby…everyone loves a good whore-off.
I feel your pain, Beav. I’ve been waiting to say “This could be the end of the world… of warcraft.” for about 11 weeks now.Oh well. At least I got to say Science H. Logic. Eew, never thought of that, tash. Maybe hot grrrrl was sporting a supersized frontal vedgie, extra hamburger buns.
If God’s doling out smitings, I have a long list. White camels and their toes, fish pedicures, too much garlic in fettucine, self-absorbed grocery shoppers who don’t look two feet beyond their own bubbles, bank machine stallers, girls who talk like trashy talk-show TV guests… not to mention public breastfeeders with Women’s and Gender studies degrees who file human rights complaints. This is off the top of my head today.God, c’mon, now, make it stop. What are you trying to teach us, or have us teach ourselves?
Yeah. Like: “W” instead of “Y”
*(pretend they’re emoticons or whatever the fuck they’re called)
Oooh…ooooh…bank machine stallers….I hate’s em I do!
I can’t believe I just wrote “hate’s”.Smite me down now, Lord. I’m ready for you. I’ve gone…..stunned.
Vedgie burgers!That puts me off meat for a month… thanks, Qwerty! You gotta tell me how you slipped Science H. Logic into casual conversation, and I really hope it wasn’t lost on whoever heard it.
Yeah yeah okay tasha, my bad on the msg = MSG miss. that was either a bit too subtle or a total misread on part.But their will be no smiting on my watch. That Yahweh guy from the old testament, angry spiteful smiter, well lets just say he doesn’t get a whole lot of respect around the union hall, if you know what I mean.No stoning, no lightening bolts, no poison apples, no killing, no maiming, and especially no smiting.
But Beav I love white camels and their toes, fish pedicures, too much garlic in fettucine, self-absorbed grocery shoppers who don’t look two feet beyond their own bubbles, bank machine stallers, girls who talk like trashy talk-show TV guests… not to mention public breastfeeders with Women’s and Gender studies degrees who file human rights complaints. I love them all.And You the Beav, you should too.
Bless me father, for I have sinned. I was subtley trying to diss someone who isn’t very smart…(*coyo-cough-tex*) and ended up being totally flamed by God. Do you think that this might have happened…you know…in the olden days? For example: “Uzzah reached out and took hold of the ark of God, because the oxen stumbled” and God TOTALLY opened a can of whup-ass on the dude. I mean WTF? The oxen TOTALLY stumbled, okay? That was an unnecessary smiting if you ask me. But your ways are mysterious, yadda yadda…..
They aren’t without their loveable qualities, God, but they just aren’t my type. It’s not me, it’s them. How about we compromise and don’t smite them, but just banish them to someplace far away from me for sinning?Fish pedicures – decadence and self-indulgence at the expense of another creature’s burden;too much garlic in fettucine – wastefulness, excess to the point of inconsideration;white camels – white camels are super-cute, but they spit and smell bad, so I couldn’t have them in the house. I retract them from the list, if they were outside, I wouldn’t mind.their toes – between the legs of a woman in full view public daylight, that is not such a desirable situation. Women should not expose themselves so suggestively without being painted with a scarlet letter, according to some of Your book’s rules.trashy talk TV guest-speak – even You, in Your divine wisdom, have to cringe when You hear adult women talk about beating people up and defensively praising themselves on their physical attributes and not having any awareness of the fact that they sound uneducated and lazy with language while speaking this way about themselves. It’s not Aramaic, but shouldn’t You be concerned with this recent trend of slanguage in general, with man as with woman?The bank machine stallers – have at least taught me patience, but You don’t have to do Your annual tax return at a gol-durned ATM (respect). I’d never do that unto others – so why are they doing it unto me?You also have to admit that The Breastfeeder probably has a case, but she is flagrantly flouting her education and status to bring an accusation against someone who doesn’t deserve it. I hope You find it in Your ways to make women understand that freedom = responsibility to have some sense.The bubble people – I know, anyone at all can practice any religion, but don’t You frown upon those who consider themselves God-like or more enlightened than the rest of us, who preach compassionate coexistence, yet have no thoughts outside of their own realities? Isn’t that against some rule You have? I love a lot of things, too, but again, compromise. I don’t force people to love the things I know are annoying and rude. So I offer a solution of some compromise with solid evidence of sin, and a non-smiteful resolution to not just mine, but a lot of people’s problems. Thank You.
Whoa. It’s obviously been a long time since I talked to God.
Many good points there Beav, but the truth is much simpler than that. The highest level of love you can obtain is total bliss to the beholder; but to achieve this level the love you feel must have no discrimination at all.Tasha, leave my good friend Coyotex alone. He has done you no harm; you must learn to accept him and love him too.
And BTW Qwerty, I will not be smiting Stephen Harper and W and Ann “Ass Polyp” Coulter and that fat girl from your junior high class who was such a bitch and your old boss and your boss before that and that woman who was rude to you yesterday. Nor will I be half-smiting your sister, or full smiting your half-sister for that matter.Next time she brings up the wedding, why not tell her about your recent encounter with God.
So what’s Your idea of the perfect ratio, so we know how many of us are singled out to exercise indiscriminate love, and how many of us are here to incite exploitation and misery and hate and anger and aggression and fear? Your plan of having everyone achieve blissful levels of indiscriminate love is only working with the bubble people so far, and they’re not even giving You credit for it. Just ballpark me some quick numbers on how we’re chosen, if you don’t mind.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I partaketh of a public self-flaming in the fires of purification.I accuse myself of insufficient lurkage, and thusly, of attention whoreage. I acknowledge that ignorance of the law is no excuse, but gimmee a break, Lord! I’ve got etiquette problems in real life, let alone internetically-speaking.(I soothly remove my own foot from my mouth, for my toes are most foul, not unlike my bretheren camel.)Ahem. Yes….um….I was unaware of the 3-post-per-every-two-hours rule until recent sleuthing revealed the error of my ways. I lie prostrate before Thy might (….could ya scratch my back for me while I’m at it…a little to the left….ahhh….thanx, Ducks!) and ask Thy merciful and divine forgiveness. I shall henceforth curbeth my bursts of enthusiasm, and observeth the Rule of Three (is that a REAL rule, by the way, or is it kinda loosey-goosey depending on if it’s a slow night or not?). Uh, yeah, Rule of Three…except for now, because I just posted a little while ago. But forever more, fer sure. And I ain’t apologizing for the dissing, because it was only a little one, and I got my ass sufficiently chomped for it already.Oh yeah…amen.
Does anyone remember the great breastfeeding debate? You know, the one in which lilac whipped out a titty and sprayed mile all over the counter at starbucks, and tried to clean it up with her armpit hair? Check this out, kind of cool:http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2008/08/07/bc-h-m-breastfeeding-protest-vancouver.html
Oops, should be sprayed milk, not mile…
Gah. That’s what I’m talking about, the feminist with the PhD in women and gender studies who read what I think was wayyy too much into someone offering her a private room where she could sit down and feed in peace. Wouldn’t any breastfeeding mother prefer a seat in a room with their baby over leaning up against a rack of clothes while shoppers milled about?
No, maybe she was still going for her PhD and that’s what made my head really explode about it…
Wow, just wow. I go away for a few days in the woods and kayaking, and all Weird breaks loose. I just read three of the strangest threads ever.I am not this God, as has been speculated but I wish I were. He is a hoot and a half. I suspect he might be M(fh) – something in the general tone and style of the posts. And yeah, the OP is TOTALLY Springer material. Nasty, just nasty.”I am out of control! Yeah, I use drugs. I can do what I want, bitch! Yeah, I have sex, and I don’t use protection! It’s my hot body; I’ll do what I want! I don’t go to school and I kill people! Whatever! I’ll do what I want!” “I roam with 12 gangs! And we only commit hate crimes! Whatever! I’ll do what I want!”
Pretty quiet here tonight. Gotta love the graveyard shift.
To the OP; dress however you would like and let others comment all they want. It’s your body and if you aren’t harming anyone then don’t let others’ words or actions bother you. To Qwerty; Thanks for the laugh and the link. Have you read the comments at the end of that article? Incredibly disturbing. You’d be surprised by what people do to or think about nursing women, and god forbid you use the word feminist or people will attack you like no tomorrow. I hope you don’t mind me re-posting the link: http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2008/08/07/bc-h-m-breastfeeding-protest-vancouver.htmlRead the comments and you’ll understand why I’m so vocal about the subject.
I got attacked BY feminists once. That’s why I don’t like ’em. Well… revise: I think old school feminists like Gloria Steinem (sp?) are awesome. It’s these new age neo-feminist nazis who are as anti-choice and overbearing as ANY old chauvinist from ANY era.But seriously, how retarded do you have to be to tell a woman what to do when she’s breastfeeding. You wouldn’t try to fuck with a bear who was feeding its cubs, would you? Same idea, but I think the ribbons the mother bear would slice you into would pale in comparison to the pile of raw meat that would be your remains once a nursing mother is done with you. Plus, her posse’s bigger.
Welcome back, jams. Hope your weekend was fun – sounds like it was.I was pretty convinced you were God, and I mean that on many, many levels, but now I think it must be either Miles or Miranda. Or floyd.Hey, where the hell is floyd?
Thanks Qwerty. Been a great few days out playing! Swam in the Atlantic a few times this week and I believe as some have stated in the media that we’re in for a big storm season. The water is shockingly warm (er, shockingly not as seizure-inducingly cold as usual).My guess is everyone is on vacation, as I am, since most posting seems to happen at work. I have another week off so I’ll be running off again soon. Where to? Where to?Now, I thought you were fairly disgusted with public breastfeeders yourself?
Oh believe me, I am. I don’t like seeing titties (male OR female), genital or butts in public (unless, of course, said butt is swaddled in the thinnest, the whitest, the stretchiest of fabrics, complete with sweat stains and vedgie burgers). I think my revulsion stems from belonging to a women’s fitness centre, years ago. The way the fatties would strut around the change rooms, tits a-swingin’, butt’s a jigglin, gigantic bushes that proudly ran from just above their knee rolls to their stomach rolls, I think it left me permanently damaged. Now when I see any, ANY, public nudity (or dudity), I turn all puritanical.
You mean those “hidden webcam” websites with ladies’ locker-rooms full of beautiful buff naked frolicking bodies are FAKE? Everything is ruined…
Sorry, jammie, but the young hotties who actually have something worth flaunting are surprisingly modest. Or maybe they don’t like the nasty comments or ugly looks the fatties give them, so they change in private.
Im sure you love flashing your ass to all those weird perverts out there that would make you retch if you realised what they did in private whilst thinking about your ass in those see-thru pants. Yes, i am sure you have a nice bum, but girl, you want to be careful. There are too many nut jobs out there who would gladly take advantage of you because quote ” you were asking for it” by wearing stuff like that. You can wear clothes to flatter you but whos to say the rest of us want to see it.Yourealittleyoungandnaive