Today I took the day off since it is TOWWAS' last day in town and we wanted to "paint the town red"*. Last night she felt a little tickle in her throat, and wouldn't you know this morning she woke up with a full-blown cold. We tried goign down to breakfast at the Bongo room to see if that would help at all, but it didn't really and so we came back to my house soe she could fall asleep on the couch. It's too late for me to go into work for the afternoon, so I'm enjoying the feeling of taking a lazy Wednesday. As of yet, I haven't decided whether to go out for Cupcakes and Narnia.
But that doesn't mean I'm out of things to blog about.
Thankfully the Bongo Room is nowhere near as busy during the week as it is on weekends for brunch. So we were able to score a table right away. A few minutes later, the hostess seated another couple at the booth right next to us. It was at that point where I noticed it - "the waistband". Our waitress was wearing a short that appeared to have a little elastic strap around the top - right above her bustline. What was weird about it was that this strap appeared to have been taken off of a pair of women's underwear. See the picture at right for my ever-so-stealthy photographic evidence.
Now, I don't pretend to be a doddering old man, forever shocked and awed by the way girls dress these days. Heck most of the time I'm a big fan of flaunting what you got, but this time I was shocked. This was patently unfair. I mean, guys have been programmed to want to see women's underwear and now they are totally using that fact to take advantage of us. I mean first there was the baring of bra straps everywhere one looked and then there was blatant thong exposure. Now it's progressed to the point where panties are being deconstructed and turned into little bits of flair used for no other reason than to say "HEY! YOU WITH THE PENIS! LOOK OVER HERE AT ME!!!". It all seems like it's a little excessive. Besides, isn't this what boobs are for anyway?
* Where "painting the town red" means "going to see the Tut exhibit at the Field Museum"
But that doesn't mean I'm out of things to blog about.
Thankfully the Bongo Room is nowhere near as busy during the week as it is on weekends for brunch. So we were able to score a table right away. A few minutes later, the hostess seated another couple at the booth right next to us. It was at that point where I noticed it - "the waistband". Our waitress was wearing a short that appeared to have a little elastic strap around the top - right above her bustline. What was weird about it was that this strap appeared to have been taken off of a pair of women's underwear. See the picture at right for my ever-so-stealthy photographic evidence.Now, I don't pretend to be a doddering old man, forever shocked and awed by the way girls dress these days. Heck most of the time I'm a big fan of flaunting what you got, but this time I was shocked. This was patently unfair. I mean, guys have been programmed to want to see women's underwear and now they are totally using that fact to take advantage of us. I mean first there was the baring of bra straps everywhere one looked and then there was blatant thong exposure. Now it's progressed to the point where panties are being deconstructed and turned into little bits of flair used for no other reason than to say "HEY! YOU WITH THE PENIS! LOOK OVER HERE AT ME!!!". It all seems like it's a little excessive. Besides, isn't this what boobs are for anyway?
* Where "painting the town red" means "going to see the Tut exhibit at the Field Museum"
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