Have you seen the latest disease?? It's strange and awful. One of those disfiguring diseases where you can't help but stare. You try not to look, but darn it, before you know, it, you're lost in ogling... Pop-can Biscuit Syndrome.
I am speaking, of course, of these "ultra low-rise" jeans. YUCK!
No matter how skinny the female in the jeans, these jeans have the capability to make anyone look fat. No. Really. If you need to look fat, just don a pair of these and see if some rolls don't come popping out.
Did I miss something? Is this secretly cute and it has just failed to come to my attention?
I can just hear it, now:
"We here at Vogue have decided to leap out into the great unknown of fashion--Today, we unveil the en vogue plumber...."
I am tired, people. tired of buttcracks. Tired of spilling rolls of flesh. Tired of all the grabbing and tugging to keep the pants up. Let's wear real pants again. I'm not asking for waistbands
just under my underwire. Just below the belly button will work. But this buttcrack stuff. Come on, people.
Just say no to crack. I mean Biscuits. Well, you know.
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