Fashion Roadkill of the Day: Vol 48
aka The Five People You Meet On Public Transport
The woman for whom everyday is a little bit like St Patrick's Day
The man who keeps a strict rein on his wife's spending habits but pays for it dearly when she meticulously picks out the least appealing castoffs at factory outlets for him to wear.
The cleanest man in his village, and therefore the one voted to take charge of poultry sanitation.
The person who likes to remind everyone else that they are well on the way to being nouveau riche and are only taking public transport because their economy sedan is being customised with a gold emblem and exhaust trim.
The lady who takes five minutes out of the day, no matter where she is, to do stretching exercises.
posted by Spirit Fingers @ 11:16 PM
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9 Comments:
My mother did not raise me to take public transportation
How do you take photos of people without them noticing? Do you pretend you're playing with ur phone & then snap them?
Cause I was sitting behind a lady on the train who had a wowser hairstlye!
As my Partner Domestique often says when I try to drag him onto a San Francisco bus, "I can't ride public transportation because I have nothing to wear for it."
Your photos were delightful, and the two naked feet at the end really do say it all.
I don't see alot of Hong Kong commuters wearing natural fabrics. That alone could create quite the fireball if an explosion ever happened in their subway system.
EURGH! who dares put their bare feet on the seats?! only the best shoes will do.
i was just in hong kong, and i just couldn't believe the things some people were wearing...my personal favourite was this girl who wore about 6 layers of clothing, all in different colours, and topped it off with a rainbow coloured beanie.
a regular crayola box!
now i understand where you come from!!
:)
oh please, those simply represent a minority of Hong Kong people please do not stereotype.
1) i'm also desperate to know how u can snap photos without worrying that the subject will start screaming and bashing at you w/ her fake LV. i've only been able to do it once.
2) and along the lines of stereotypes, the woman with the bare feet up on the bus seat, was that a mainlander? i bet it was.
To Beautifulatrocities, What did you mean when you said "my mother did not raise me to take public transportation" ??? I'm just curious as to how that has anything to do with good taste, since my mother and I (after having been abandoned by my father), had no money for a car or a taxocab ride). We were in the class of "genteel poverty". We took the bus downtown, shopped at the Goodwill and other thrift stores and bought an entire season of clothing for the both of us for $30.00. We were never faddish or trendy. My mother had the beautiful, impeccable taste of a wellbred woman and taught me well to dress in classic, tasteful, timeless manner. We were both complimented often on our wardrobes by people who knew about good, tasteful fashion. (Of course for many many years we never told anyone where we got our clothing.) Without "public transportion" we would not have been the well dressed women we were!!!
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