Common Sense And Speedos

I can appreciate fashion and style as much as the next. With style and fashion there are some rules somewhere that usually are applicable. Recently during the course of my day I was exposed to something that I just could help but bursting out in pure unadulterated laughter. Clear your mind and allow me to paint the canvas with the image I was witness to. A woman who appeared to be about 57 but was most likely only 37, blond hair that was in need of a wash with white strands throughout and about shoulder length. The pants were your average sleep pant, the ones that are lighter than sweat pants, faded from repeat washings with the tweety bird design just barely visible. A lit cigarette in the left hand with a diet Coke in the other and not a tooth in her head. The shirt was black and written in white was the phrase "Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me". I just couldn't help myself and laughed till I cried. I didn't even bother to hide the fact that I was laughing at her. I know I should have used decorum and civility, but if anyone has the backbone and intestinal fortitude to wear such a shirt when they clearly do not fit the phrasing on the front deserves whatever hand is dealt. There are some things that do not go together by the very laws of good taste, common sense and human dignity; oil and water, obesity and speedos, and garlic at dinner before the first kiss.