Tuesday, May 23, 2006

mirror mirror on the wall

there are often people that i see, that my first thought is "how could they have looked in the mirror and still have left the house?"

case in point (and believe me, there are a lot of them to choose from) is a guy that i saw in the underground concourse downtown toronto.

i was going back to work, when i decided to go thru the underground (shoppping) when i encounted a true definition of the word "gino". it's a little overwhelming, so i'll work you into it. first of all, he thought he was "the shit". in a moment, i could tell that this guy was making some serious money for the first time in his life so he was trying to work it. it was in his pompous expressions first of all. he looked at people with arrogant confidence.

he was wearing a light gray pinstriped suit (white stripes). it was a little big so it was a little funny. and to top off the outfit, he was wearing a white fedora. uh-huh. not just fedora - a WHITE fedora. now, there are only two times that a man can pull off a white fedora. when its a night out and he's at a club (and even then its a close call). or when he's pimping it and collecting money from his "girls". but let me get to the thing that pulled it all together. it was the walk. his shoulders were up. pulled out of his body. like the weight lifters who can't touch their arms to their body b/c they have huge muscles - without the muscles.

oh, it was a sight. i saw women walking past him going the other way, all, ALL, of them giggled. b/c, well, dude, it was a little silly. so guys, its a nice thing when you try. its a great thing when you do the whole metrosexual thing (well, i like it, unless you spend more time than me in the mirror), but, there are limits. i would say the same for women. word of advice. don't walk like you have huge muscles, and like you have a stick up you know where. and by all means, if you can pull off a light gray pinstripped suit, do it, but skip the fedora. you are no longer the sexiest one of all.

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