Damn, I'm good
You may recall that on these very pages, only two weeks ago, I made the following speculation:
"Frankly, I don't like any of this new, hygeine-free fashion that's cropping up. Dirty hair, dirty denim, stained T – shirts . . . what's next? Gas station chic? Manicures where black polish is applied under the nails to make you look like you've been working on your transmission? "
Today, while wandering through the Fred Segal private sale (where every $900 T-shirt is marked down to $450), I happened to walk by a salesgirl who was folding clothes at the counter. I saw something out of the corner of my eye, and I had to stop and double back, to make sure it wasn't all just a horrible dream.
No, it was not a dream, even though it was pretty horrible. And thanks to my trusty camera phone, the whole thing was captured for posterity.
That's all I'm going to say. That's all I really need to say. Because I am just that good.
Programming Note
I will be on with Mr. KABC tonight one hour earlier than usual. I don't know why. I'll ask when I get there.
Listen to KABC tonight from 8:00 – 11:00. Tune to 790 AM, or listen to live streaming here.
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