Monday, 16 July 2012

MY THING WITH TIGHTS



I am not a fashionista, I actually know very little when it comes to fashion. You could call me a laggard in this department i.e. one who acknowledges new fashion trends when they are long gone.

This however does not let the litter of tights and stockings slip my notice. These pieces of clothing get into my nerves. I am haunted by them, my eyes twitching at the very sight. I do agree that there those of the fair sex that pull of quite the look in tights, not so for most.
take them off!!

I took to finding out why the tights epidemic is with us and could only come up with the following reasons:
·        >A lady having manly (ouch), I mean less feminine legs.
·        >The existence of leg muscles only Semenya would be envious of.
·        >HAIRY legs-this I have witnessed.

Nevertheless I do not see how these low self-esteem drivers could be free marketing for tights. I mean, we are beautifully and wonderfully made-yes, even you hairy one, there is something called ‘veet’ I believe, that cream that rids you of hair. And NO, don’t try using it down there unless you have “I’m burning up” playing in the background.

My appeal to ladies, guys appreciate the natural you. That’s why sex is best served naked, and if you don’t look good naked, we could always turn off the lights and use our overly creative imagination. Think, why do we dislike weaves, fake nails and a plastic character?!!

Something learnt though, one man’s bitch is another man’s angel, one man’s kiatu to another is a beauty. In short we all have a match. There are guys who love their ladies masculine, hairy, plus size (momo), models <read skinny>. So don’t sweat it, go bask in the sun and wait for a rainbow, might just be the most beautiful thing you see and can stare at endlessly.


Disclaimer!!
Guys, ‘K’ is only constant if you’re always the first one in, and yet even then it is hardly the same.