Happy Hump Day! I've been wearing a lot of shorts lately, like here, here, and here, and letting you get all up, close, and personal to my moneymakers, or those two long scrawny things, also known as my legs. Believe me, Gillete isn't knocking at my door to insure these bad boys, but I'd like to think they're my best assets.
The man in front of Grand Central Station however, clearly believes that they're more reminiscent of the stilts flamingos use to balance their oversized frames, as he just as said that much, uttering, "you look like a flamingo" which he insisted was a compliment, and offered to take me to dinner. When having fragile stick thin support beams for legs become highly regarded, please let me know.
After, I overcame the urge to choke him out, I begrudgingly thanked the man for pointing out the obvious in front of hundreds of people, who now felt justified, because the look of acknowledgment on their faces gave away that they cosigned the sentiments of Mr. Opinionated.
He can keep his dinner plans, and I'll just keep on exposing my gams to the world. Just as I did recently pairing shorts, with a tee, blazer, and pumps. Hell, he should just be thankful that I have no delusions about my gravity challenged funbags being the main attractions.
References to his 75 years old grandmother might've spewed out his mouth if I revealed those beauties, and next thing you know I'm being carted off in handcuffs. So, flamingo it is!
Enjoy your day! Thanks for stopping by<3
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