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Oh No She Didn’t 

A Look at the Biggest No-No’s in the World of Women’s Fashion

A column by Claire Montpierre


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March 22, 2007 | Issue 4-17

Fanny packs a roller coaster of bad taste

by Claire Montpierre

 

Never, under any circumstances, should a human being wear a fanny pack (a.k.a. “Hip Pouch” a.k.a. “Kangaroo Pocket” a.k.a. “Visual Vomit”).

 

These little synthetic nylon nightmares hang limply under the baby fat of married, middle-aged women touting their little monster children around a Six Flags. These women will scream and swear over the practicality of these cloth abscesses, proclaiming, “They’re good for storing keys and loose cash and sun tan lotion and diapers and Nalgene bottles and small infants and blah blah blah…”

 

Um, yeah, maybe so, but have you SEEN them?  They’re uglier than Sandra Oh, people, and the number one rule of fashion is that you don’t sacrifice beauty for expediency.  If you’re toting around children, one alternative is to dress them in cargo shorts for a day on the run.  That’s like eight extra pockets right there.  Per child.  Plus, men are instinctive carriers of stuff, so they can hold onto important things like keys and credit cards.  Women should generally try to refrain from putting anything in their pockets (or in pockets in pouches resting on the permanently swollen bump where their children came out), because maintaining one’s curves is certainly high priority.

 

To combat this faux pas, I would suggest stiletto heels and some sort of sheer top, vibrant and porous for a warm day at an amusement park.  Maybe something delicately sequined.  Short, pleated skirts are good in the summer for showing off your legs, and with the right draft you can allow the boys a quick peek at your undercarriage (but just a peek—the radio doesn’t play the whole album, right?).  In this case, a thong would be the wisest choice for your lingerie.  Men love thongs.

 

Just remember, next time you’re at Disneyworld, Cedar Point, or Six Flags keep your fashion in order, and don’t do anything to risk messing up all the hard work you’ll put into sexyfying for yourself.  One last tip:  high winds are bad for a good hair day, so don’t, under any circumstances, actually ride a roller coaster. The only thing dumber than that would be strapping on a hip pack and pooping out some babies.

 

Claire Montpierre is a contributing columnist for The Giant Napkin.
Email: cmontpierre@thegiantnapkin.com


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