May 6, 2010

From our correspondent in the wild


So I received a text from a friend last night. The text said: Hey first sighting of dumpy khaki butt in the wild! And there was the photo. I asked her to elaborate on the time and place and how it made her feel. The results you may read below. I like this. Feel free to join the foreign correspondent team. It makes me feel like the editor of a newspaper that reports only on frivolous things.


At first sighting of said pants* in the wild I was elated and shocked. The elation obviously was due to the timing of said sighting, and the relevance of their appearance. I was just entering the Tin Shed when it happened, and happened to be dining with my mother. The end result of the sighting, however, left me feeling as if one the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse had just decided to dine with us. The gravity of the moment sunk in as I realized that only too soon they would be ubiquitous throughout Portland, and in fact as I stared at the unfortunate heart shaped mom-butt on an otherwise nicely shaped woman, there was no denying that Ms. Wrong was right on target, and there was no other option but to snap a picture.

*American Apparel Riding Pant

5 comments:

Elizabeth said...

I will be one of your crack reporters anytime.

Rachel Wrong said...

Hired! I think there is a lot more where this came from.

Jesse Milan said...

I have no idea what you guys are so concerned about? Those pants are HOT! I just love the camel-toe look too... can't wait until these have propagated throughout all of Portland!

Kyle said...

http://www.viceland.com/int/v14n9/htdocs/fashion.php

At least they are being worn for their appropriate purpose. But seriously, now I am just going to be looking for them everywhere.

Elle said...

I am all for 90's preppy. Primarily because I rocked the shit out that look during high school and 14 years later I still wistfully and longingly caress my short midriff v-neck cable sweaters while listening to La Bouche. Needless to say when I heard AA was coming out with a riding pant, I quickly started pounding wine, quit eating and took up smoking to get the requisite skinny legs, flat ass, and bloated belly that this look requires. However, I am now saddened by these comments and your disdain for the look. All my hard work down is clearly the drain. Thanks Ms. Wrong.