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Showing posts with label unmentionables. Show all posts

12 March 2010

Key(hole) To the Kingdom


Q: I just bought a really nice shirt with a keyhole neckline. The keyhole is pretty modest, so is it appropriate to wear to my office?

A: "No cleavage, no problem" is my general rule of thumb for judging whether a shirt is office-appropriate. Excluded from this truism are the corporate offices of naughty magazines that might approve of revealing keyholes (see photo), and also Dutch Door shirts for that matter (have those been invented yet?).

You raise an interesting point about the power of suggestion. For example, a solid door with a keyhole in the doorknob does not inspire a peek, whereas a keyhole cut into the door itself begs for an eyeballing. So even if you are wearing a convent-approved keyhole shirt, be aware that certain individuals with active imaginations and repressed upbringings are most assuredly obsessing about the window of opportunity behind Door Number One.

XO,
Ms.Chief

07 March 2010

Speed(o) Demons: The Low Down


While on vacation in Kauai last month, I ate seared Ahi and fresh mangoes, snorkeled daily and gave serious consideration to what kind of guy should (and should not) wear small underwear-like bikini swimsuits, known as Speedos.

I'd always believed that only well-muscled athletes should wear tiny trunks. A European tourist completely redefined my criteria for Speedo success. Every day, this guy (pictured) lumbered into the surf in a small blue suit, orange water wings and goggles. Somehow, he managed to look fabulous.

I returned to the mainland convinced that there is room in the proverbial Speedo for all ages and shapes of men, as long as their skin is:

A) Smooth. Hirsute fellows just make a Speedo look defeated. The poor tiny suit can't possibly be expected to gracefully restrain all that lower back fur.

B) Taut. Sure, a nice tight musculature is ideal, but fat is fine, as long as it's contained tightly within (preferably tan) skin. Saggy or jiggly need not apply.

Of course the fit of the suit is crucial. Too loose or too tight carry the same risk of eye-burning spillage. But really, it all comes down to skin.

There it is. The skinny on Speedos. I never want to discuss this again.

XO,
Ms.Chief

27 January 2010

Double Standard Revealed

Q: A friend of mine is well endowed but really likes to wear low-cut cowl neck sweaters to work. Recently, she made a find that gives her the appropriate amount of modesty required at work – sweaters with built in “naked” mesh. You know, the mesh used in figure skating costumes to make skaters look like their skin is bedazzled? Though her outfits are now of the more modest sort, I can’t help but want to hold up judging numbers as she reminds me of Nancy Kerrigan. Should I tell her that she looks like she is going for Olympic gold or just be happy that I don’t have to be exposed to her tatas on a regular basis?

A: When I was 15, I was sent to Catholic girl's school in Spain (insert inappropriate jokes here). All the girls were required to wear white shirts with collars, gray plaid skirts, blue socks and blue shoes. Certain girls wore white shirts unbuttoned to their sternums, skirts hemmed to dizzying heights, sheer blue stockings and blue stiletto heels. Your friend seems to be playing a similar game, but in the workplace and with a weird figure skating theme. I personally find nude modesty mesh rather disconcerting - it makes me stare all the harder to figure out if I'm seeing human flesh or weird sparkly alien skin. Your friend should either wear something with a neckline in the vicinity of her neck or ditch the pretense of modesty and go for the gold. It isn't fair to the world to play it both ways. After all, if someone came up to me at a party bearing a delicious plate of sushi, I would be extremely sad if it turned out to be plastic display food.

XO,
Ms.Chief

25 December 2009

Urban Truths: real life observations in 2009


2009 is winding down, and as a gift to you, I am going to share a selection of 20 real life observations I've made since October that I've tweeted forth on the interwebs in a hashtagged series called #UrbanTruth. Some are of these little gems are fashion related, some are not, but all are ridiculously true, courtesy of the all-too-authentic people and animals of Portland, OR USA.


Happy New Year and do your best to look consistently fabulous in 2010, or you may find yourself gracing the pages of Amazing Graceless.

  1. #UrbanTruth Avian morning commute troubles: Blue Heron flying over the Morrison Bridge nearly collided with three geese right over my head.
  2. #UrbanTruth There's a pug dog sitting in a chair in the office across the street. I caught it staring right at me before it looked away. 5:46 PM Dec 17th
  3. #UrbanTruth Observed in downtown PDX: aging punk rocker type sporting Mariachi pants, motorcycle boots and a do-rag. Incongruously adorable. 3:15 PM Dec 16th
  4. #UrbanTruth Perfectly pigeon-shaped man at bus stop clucking like a chicken at the pigeons. Remarkably, the pigeons seemed very interested.
  5. #UrbanTruth PDXers spend bank to look 3rd world. In rainstorm this AM: family of 3 in ponchos riding horse style on one very fancy bicycle. 11:59 AM Dec 15th
  6. #UrbanTruth Who's crazier? The guy kayaking down the river in 20 degree weather, or me bike commuting in 5 shirts + 2 pairs of pants? 4:10 PM Dec 10th
  7. #UrbanTruth Garbage man almost hit me with a stream of chewing tobacco spittle as I sailed past his truck on my bicycle. He missed. Phew. 4:07 PM Dec 10th
  8. #UrbanTruth It's so cold in PDX that even dropkick dogs are wearing multiple layers: spotted a pug wearing a dog sweater under a dog jacket. 4:04 PM Dec 10th
  9. #UrbanTruth Spotted on morning commute: large male cyclist old school clunker sporting equestrian helmet and sitting VERY upright indeed. 9:25 AM Nov 30th
  10. #UrbanTruth Best unauthorized apartment building sign modification: "Murray Hill Manor" hilariously transformed to "Murray, Bill Manor" 8:56 AM Nov 25th
  11. #UrbanTruth Man in biz suit attempting to cross street in front of lightrail train. Train moves forward, man sticks out tongue petulantly. 9:12 AM Nov 17th
  12. #UrbanTruth Bike jockey in front of me today had threadbare spandex shorts and neither shame nor undergarments. Must gouge out mind's eye. 9:40 AM Nov 11th
  13. #UrbanTruth 2 Japanese girls asked me directions - one hacking into a surgical mask, the other dragging on a cig. I heart ironic moments. 9:38 AM Nov 11th
  14. #UrbanTruth Spotted: Man in Lexus enthusiastically excavating nose with finger + garbage man staring at him and shaking head in disgust. 5:51 PM Nov 3rd
  15. #UrbanTruth I look at the office building across the street 12pm & see at least 4 people putting on coats in synch on different floors. Wow. 10:43 AM Oct 30th
  16. #UrbanTruth Lady bent over poodle, watching it crap directly into baggie, her face 6" from dog butt, her own huge khaki-clad ass in the air. 12:37 PM Oct 24th
  17. #UrbanTruth On a rainy PDX A.M. on the Hawthorne Bridge, free pancakes and coffee are being served to commuting cyclists off a camp stove. 9:53 AM Oct 21st
  18. #UrbanTruth Polite people exist in the city. Today a man opened the door for me and my bike, and smiled happily when I ran over his foot. 10:19 PM Oct 19th
  19. #UrbanTruth: people in the office building across the street really CAN see you in daylight. A man in a red sweater waved at me yesterday. 2:11 PM Oct 16th
  20. #UrbanTruth: public stairways adjoining bridges are a magnet for individuals (or groups) with violent and persistent loss of bowel control. 8:53 AM Oct 16th
XO,
Ms.Chief

08 November 2009

Beard: Tip of the iceburg

I'm a really cool guy, but people don't realize it, and I wanted to look as cool as I feel deep down inside when I play Wii fencing every Saturday night. All the other guys in my town have full beards, so I decided to be different and grow a chin-only beard and trim it in the shape of a triangle. I think it looks great, but my mom said that when I tilt my head sideways I look like a one-legged lady naturalist. When I asked what she meant, she just laughed and went back to her banana and vodka breakfast smoothie. Mom's kind of crazy though - she's always lighting her cigarettes in the toaster. So honestly, do you think this beard makes me as cool as I can possibly be?

Dear Tiny Fencer,

Yes, your beard definitely makes you as cool as you can possibly be.

XO,
Ms.Chief

03 October 2009

Boat shoe blues

Dear Ms. Chief,

I know this is a bit too self revealing and probably perverse, but I do enjoy browsing the book section at Fred Meyer in my blue and cream boat shoes.

Any suggestions for an ensemble above the ankles?

Justin Case



Dear Mr. Case,

All you need is love and a good hardback.

XO,
Ms.Chief