Les Friday Faux Pas - Legs Gone WILD

Well, well, well, look at what we have here. Seems to be a theme this week! I don't know what it was. But, I just happened to come across several people who had no clue about the lower region crimes they were committing. Our first example: The pedal pushers with Air Jordans. Ack. 

Need I say more?

This photo was gracefully provided by a friend. She spotted this wild animal on the way back from the cottage up north. There is not much to say about this one. Not much at all. 

Sometimes I prefer when a photo speaks for itself.

Now this particular example just had a negative effect on me. I know her crime isn't as apparent as others. But it was off. When I first saw her my eyes travelled towards her translucent, mid-calf length panty hose and then down to her chunky heeled Mary Jane's. Something wasn't working. Although she's wearing black, this outfit makes her legs appear larger. Plus, the choice of shoes and hose didn't quite jive with this ensemble. 

I would have opted for a full leg hose, myself.

Ohhhh là là là là là là ! Could it be? Do my eyes deceive me? It can't be. No. And wait a sec, is that a platform I see? Noooooooooo! Not crocs in the city. Crocs with a wedge at that. This is not acceptable. I don't care how comfortable they are. Those giant pink, fluffy marshmallows are far from being a fashion statement. Ever. They shouldn't be in your possession in the first place, but please, if you must, you MUST, then just don't leave the property with them on.

Gawd.

How nice is it to finish off with a favourite childhood movie memory: The Wicked Witch. Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch! Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead. I do believe I once owned a pair of these tights back in Grade 8. That was a time I was wearing Nirvana T-shirts and had an undercut with mahogany hair. Those were the days...Anyways. Some trends are just wrong. There are no excuses. And this is a perfect example of one of them.

Master of my Domain

I finally bit the bullet and bought a domain. Now, it wasn't my desired domain (www.fashionflea.ca) - but it will have to do for now. www.fashionflea.com wasn't available. Some gal from California has had it for a number of years. But, she's not doing anything with it *le sigh* Anyways, her domain expires in a year. So, in the meantime, I will hang out with my .ca and wait patiently (ok, maybe not patiently, but still...I will wait, as I have no choice).

Anyways, here's to starting something new *raises coffee cup*

Friday Fashion Faux Pas

It's amazing how many faux pas I can see in a day sometimes. On my way home to the Old Port from work, I encountered these two very lovely, yet horribly dressed young ladies. I'm not sure where they were going or why they were wearing what appears to be Alice in Wonderland costumes, but needless to say, I felt they were worthy of capturing. Although they are committing serious fashion crimes, at least they do it in a fun-loving kind of way.

When I first spotted these two, I almost laughed out loud. Mainly at Safari Sam wearing what's known as the Pith Helmet. This atrocious bean cover shouldn't be worn in the city, country, or anywhere in the world that doesn't have a jungle. But, our friend Sam here seems to think it's fashionable, and has chosen to be the laughing stock of every passerby. Thanks Sam! Special mention goes to his partner in crime for wearing just a plain old ugly hat. 

Finally, after taking a stroll through Marché Bonsecours, I encountered one of the worst mannequins I've ever seen. What would drive someone to wear this giant white sheet decorated with sequins is beyond me. I cannot think of any place where one would want to wear such a disaster. There is nothing aesthetically pleasing about it. Major fashion FAIL.

Les Fashion Faux Pas

This summer has definitely been eventful in the fashion faux pas department. Trouble is, I haven't been able to document everything that I have seen. I'm especially kicking myself for not taking the opportunity to take ANY photos at Osheaga. Oh well. No use in crying over spilt milk, right? Onwards and upwards, as they say (and who exactly are they, anyway?).

Earlier this summer I spotted a trend. Halter tops that hung so low that they revealed the back of your bra strap. Now, I'm all for halters in the summer, but you need to be strategic about it. The way they support your girls, length, etc. And I think the trouble most women have with this is with the front. But the back? Come on. It's just common fashion knowledge.

Take a look at these two perfect examples:

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Moving along...

I found this specimen in the old port. I was walking around, exploring my new stomping grounds, and I came across this very confusing sight. It was about 30+ degrees outside, and this woman had on a summer dress with a black turtle neck underneath? There is just no logical explanation for this. Then I thought, well, she could be trying to protect her skin? But come on, people with those kinds of challenges would be more, um, tactful? I don't know. 

I have to say, when I talk to people about what I do, they either laugh and think it's funny, get self-conscious, or say that it's mean. I think it's a little bit of everything. Regardless, I might be changing my angle. You see, recently I've been introduced to a new project: Dress for Success, "a not-for-profit company that promotes the economic independence of disadvantaged women by providing professional attire, a network of support and the career development tools to help women thrive in work and in life." It's a mouthful, I know. And the project itself is a beast. 

Now it's time to put together a business plan *scratches head*. I have until the end of October to present the plan, schedule and budget to the international committee. Okaaaay. So here we go then. Wish me luck?