Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts

Friday, August 12, 2011

A few days ago, my Go Train friend sent me a text message. He said he had a blog-worthy picture, but couldn't take it without being caught and he just had to tell SOMEONE. Do tell, I say. And so he does:

Him: 553? if you're on 553 you need to get to car 2115.

Me:  taking 643. tell me.

Him: ok...here we go. Early 20s, wf, shapely legs, daisy dukes that are shorter than i've ever seen before...may even break some laws, sitting in the 3 seats by the door. legs wide apart.

Me:  !!!!!!!

Him: At times, and here is the kicker, she puts a flipflop free foot up on the pole...like 3' up the pole, constantly txting. for this, I don't mind ppl putting their bare feet wherever they want.

Me:  perv! what's everyone else doing? R they looking at her?

Him: NO! I know, right?!

As you can imagine, the conversation took a serious nose-dive after that. There was a lot of discussion on how he could take the picture without getting arrested. We agreed it wasn't possible, and I didn't have enough bail money on me.

I'm wondering if her parents know how she behaves in public. Then again, depending on how far east she lives on the LSE line, they could very well be proud. Perhaps, one day, their baby girl will be on Jerry.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

We all agree that a GO Train ticket is expensive. I don't need to go over this again. But I'm beginning to think the cost of the ticket is having an affect on the general well-being of GO Train riders.

It appears that the cost of GO Train tickets is so high that it precludes passengers from buying a mirror for their home. This results in women applying makeup in public and many more going to work wearing the most hideous outfits.

Case in point...

This morning, there was a woman of *ahem* a certain age, who strolled down the platform like she owned it. The skirt she wore was fine (knee-length, feminine, pretty), but the top...well, the top was all wrong. She wore a white blouse with a black wide-band belt that spanned the distance from her waist to her boobs.

This is not a flattering look for anyone. It is less flattering if your girls are drooping. No one...I don't care how small you are...should wear a wide belt that stops just under your boobs, forcing them to jettison over like a waterfall. And if you're in your forties, try to dress like it. It doesn't mean you have to start wearing Tilley hats, it means you can't dress like a teenager.

When we stopped at Pickering, a woman got on wearing white pants. With floral panties underneath.

Alright ladies. Here's the rule: If you are wearing a white shirt or white pants, do not--I repeat, DO NOT--wear coloured or patterned undergarments.

Perhaps if GO Transit reduced the fare a bit, these poor souls would purchase a mirror and take a glance before leaving the house.