Introduction | p. 1 |
The Mom Jean | p. 2 |
Scuffed-Up Heels | p. 5 |
Fancy Fingernails | p. 6 |
Catholic Schoolgirl | p. 8 |
Tattoos And Evening Wear | p. 11 |
Gnarly Feet | p. 12 |
Muffin Top | p. 15 |
Track Suits | p. 16 |
Hairy Legs Under Hose | p. 19 |
Counterfeit Anything | p. 20 |
Low Boobies | p. 23 |
Applying Makeup In Public | p. 24 |
Pajamas In Public | p. 27 |
Colored Suits | p. 28 |
Reinforced Toe | p. 31 |
Tramp Stamps At Work | p. 32 |
Cartoon Characters | p. 35 |
Denim On Denim | p. 36 |
Horse Hair | p. 39 |
Socks With Clogs | p. 40 |
Nipping Out | p. 43 |
Black Addiction | p. 44 |
Suntan Hose | p. 47 |
Turtlenecks | p. 48 |
Matching Your Mate | p. 51 |
The Monica Shoe | p. 52 |
Too-Long Sleeves | p. 55 |
Condiment Colors | p. 56 |
Wet Hair Ponytail | p. 59 |
The Whale Tail | p. 60 |
Holiday Sweaters | p. 63 |
Too Much Cleavage At Work | p. 64 |
Cross-Trainers | p. 67 |
Frayed Hems | p. 68 |
Matchy-Matchy Outfits | p. 70 |
Red Lipstick | p. 72 |
Dropped Crotch | p. 75 |
Beige | p. 76 |
Frizz | p. 79 |
Horizontal Stripes | p. 80 |
Slut Shoes | p. 83 |
Gap In The Back | p. 84 |
Fidgeting | p. 86 |
Giveaway And Sloganed T-Shirts | p. 88 |
Outdated Patterns | p. 91 |
Double Bubble (Or, Thy Cups Runneth Over) | p. 92 |
Cropped Pants | p. 95 |
Porn Mouth | p. 96 |
Frosted Hair | p. 99 |
Visible Panty Line | p. 100 |
Flip-Flops | p. 103 |
Midsection Cling | p. 104 |
Bad Brows! | p. 106 |
Underfilled Cups | p. 109 |
Pastel Pink | p. 110 |
Attacked By Animal Print | p. 113 |
Camel Toe | p. 114 |
The "I Give Up" Dress | p. 117 |
Dated Hair | p. 118 |
Polar Fleece | p. 121 |
Any Sort Of Belly-Baring Shirt When You Have Stretch Marks | p. 122 |
Old-School Polyester | p. 125 |
Head-To-Toe Trend Ho | p. 126 |
Sweatsshirts And Their Evil Cousins, Hoodies | p. 129 |
Mustaches | p. 130 |
Tents | p. 133 |
Droopy Shoulders | p. 134 |
The LLBD (Lame Little Black Dress) | p. 137 |
Scrunchies (And Other Cheap Hair Crap) | p. 138 |
Pleated Khaki Cuffed Shorts | p. 141 |
Distressed Denim | p. 142 |
Shine OD | p. 145 |
"It's Vintage!" | p. 146 |
Roots | p. 148 |
Gloppy Mascara | p. 151 |
Stirrup Pants | p. 152 |
Peekaboo, I See Your Boobies | p. 155 |
Tiny Logo Bags | p. 156 |
Tucking | p. 159 |
Visible Pin Jobs | p. 160 |
Novelty Bags | p. 163 |
The Boca Sandal | p. 164 |
All Solids All The Time | p. 166 |
Pubescent Style | p. 168 |
Jackets That Don't Button | p. 171 |
The Little Nubbin In The Boat | p. 172 |
Baggy Butt | p. 175 |
Matching Jewelry | p. 176 |
Platform Flip Flops | p. 179 |
Pilling | p. 180 |
Misguided Belts | p. 183 |
Bad Posture | p. 184 |
Stains | p. 187 |
Kooky Embroidery | p. 188 |
Calf-Length Skirts Mini Anything Over | p. 191 |
"A Certain Age" | p. 192 |
Covering Your Ass With An Invisibility Cloak | p. 195 |
Mall Jewelry | p. 196 |
Black Pants And White Shirts | p. 199 |
Opting Out | p. 200 |
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INTRODUCTION
THE ATROCITIES I’VE SEEN
I mean, seriously, sometimes I’m surprised I haven’t already gouged out my own eyes. Truth be told, I did come pretty damn close once. I was in Pittsburgh, at the airport, or maybe it was Cincinnati. Doesn’t matter, really. There I was, just minding my own business, reading the newspaper and waiting for my flight to board, when a couple of women approached me.
“Are you Clinton?” one of them asked.
This question always kind of bugs me. Youknowit’s me. Just say hello and go back to your quadruple mocha latte. “Yep,” I replied, and looked up to see two of the most horrific outfits imaginable. Both women—both—were wearing horizontal-striped turtlenecks tucked into high-waisted Mom Jeans with white cross-trainers.
“We love your show!” said one.
“We watch it all the time!” declared the other.
I smiled and said thank you, because I’m a gentleman. But inside my little head, I screamed to the heavens with all my might:Why, God! Why do you hate me so much!
Maybe I get a tad exasperated from time to time, but certainly you can understand why. I’ve spent the good part of a decade explaining, with as much patience as I could muster, why you shouldn’t pair socks with sandals, why you might want to avoid tube tops after the age of forty, why elastic-waist pants are evil incarnate. But, evidently, not everyone is listening.
Still, I continue on with my mission to make America a more beautiful place. I’m like that Native American dude from the commercial who cries when he sees people litter. Except, I’m not crying. It’s more like I’m laughing at you. In fact, he’s laughing at you too. We’re having gin and tonics right now, and I was just telling him that your outfit was revolting. And you know what he said?
“And how.”
And how! Couldn’t you just die? I almost peed my pants a little.
© 2010 Clinton Kelly