Penguins Walking

What's with this current fashion of saggy pants and 5 inches of underwear showing? Seriously from the back, they really do look like penguins walking. It's even funnier, watching one of these fashion plates, trying to walk up the steps of a city bus.

Every generation has a style or styles that they think is really cool. In the early 60's, I had my tongue hanging out for a pair of Beatle Boots.

I wanted a pair of those babies that bad that it ached. I thought I was so hot when I finally got a pair for Christmas. When I look back, damn, those things were ugly. As were the Dinah Lee haircuts, Mod clothing and the Makeup .

The later part of the early 60's got even more interesting. In those days I was doing the Rocker / Surfer thing. I was learning to drum and was a part-time drummer in a part-time rock band. I was also a surfer. Not a bikini clad surfie chick, I was out there riding the waves with the boys :-) Depending on my mood, I wore rocker gear or dressed like a surfie. My parents tried to pretend that I didn't belong to them, when we went out ....

One of my sons, when he was going through the skateboard phrase, was really impressed when he found out about that part of my past. He used to bring his friends home to meet his Mum, who was once a Rocker/Surfer. I'd turn around from washing the dishes, to find a bunch of spotty faced, preteen boys gawking at me in awe. I was never sure, though, about what actually went back to their parents about me, but I used to get some funny looks at PTA meetings and church socials!

Okay, back from the little stroll down memory lane and into present day. Maybe this is a sign that I'm getting old or something, but I just don't get the aforementioned, current *fashion*.

I have to fight this urge to yank their pants up for them and tighten their belts. In the case of those that are not wearing a belt, I have safety pins in my purse that will do the trick!!

That's the other weird thing about these baggy pants wearers ... some of them don't even bother with a belt. Their 3 sizes too big jeans are forever threatening to slide to the ground. They have to keep hitching them up every few seconds, or as in the case of a couple I've seen, they just walk along holding them up to the desired level.

I guess there is one good thing about this though. My Grandmother used to say "The Devil finds mischief for idle hands to do". Not much that these kids can get up to, when they're holding onto their pants for dear life!!!

Cheers...