Fashion Victim
In our family, we sometimes use this term to describe someone wearing something they should not, ever, have chosen. Most often the person is female, because this is an area where women really do try harder, and sometimes excel. Alas, not always.
Today I saw in the local Starbucks, a fashion victim waiting for her latte. She was somewhere around 50, probably on the far side. She wore a light blue sleeveless tank top, tight over a generous bust, with no underwear. A not-quite hot pink wraparound miniskirt a foot or so above the knee, which did not quite wrap around. There was about a two inch gap from the waist, where the skirt was tied with a small bow, to the hem, exposing the back of the thigh and a fair portion of left buttock. No discernible underwear. Now in most places it would be easy enough to conclude that this woman was, in fact, pursuing her profession. But in Olney, MD, at 9:30 in the morning? Fashion victim.
Today I saw in the local Starbucks, a fashion victim waiting for her latte. She was somewhere around 50, probably on the far side. She wore a light blue sleeveless tank top, tight over a generous bust, with no underwear. A not-quite hot pink wraparound miniskirt a foot or so above the knee, which did not quite wrap around. There was about a two inch gap from the waist, where the skirt was tied with a small bow, to the hem, exposing the back of the thigh and a fair portion of left buttock. No discernible underwear. Now in most places it would be easy enough to conclude that this woman was, in fact, pursuing her profession. But in Olney, MD, at 9:30 in the morning? Fashion victim.