People at the mall fascinate me. All walks of life, ages, colors, shapes and sizes.
Have you noticed, though, that there is just way, too, much wiggly flesh and jabber jaws?
This whole spandex craze a few years ago was scary enough, now we have short shirts and the return of hip huggers. Yikes.
It's like clothes that fit are completely unheard of. For real.. I'm walking in the mall the other day, and there's this pretty young blond girl in her early 20's in front of me. She is wearing, maybe, 3 or 4 hundred dollars worth of clothes, and none of it fits. She has a jacket that is hanging off her shoulders, and jeans that sag to her knees. I'm walking and contemplating this fashion statement, when I see another girl. She has got to be 16 years old, and the poor thing has either laundered her clothes incorrectly and caused shrinking, or outgrown her entire ensemble.
She is a little chubby, but clean and pleasant to look at. But, poor girl has nothing that fits. Her shirt is so small that everywhere you look flesh is hanging and wiggling. Then, as if that isn't embarrassing enough, for her and me, she is forced to wear her little sisters jeans. Accentuating the wiggly flesh sticking out under her short little shirt, and when she turned around, my goodness I was embarrassed, and, well, I did remember that I was supposed to call my plumber on another matter.
A person used to walk in the mall and check out all of the great clothes the other mall walkers were wearing. Now, I am almost ashamed to wear my good, well fitting clothes. No one else in the mall seems to be able to afford them. I feel too guilty to enjoy myself.
Then there is the jabber jaw thing. There was a time when folks were, somewhat embarrassed to cause a scene that would make everyone stare and point at them. Hello, a visit to the mall isn't successful now, unless people stare. And, can you believe it? Even those poor souls whose clothes don't fit, in fact, especially those souls, 'invite', people to stare and point.
Just the other day, do you know, I spotted a whole herd of those poor girls. Is there no charity for girls whose clothes dont fit? You know, like, PSFA- Partnership for a Sag Free America. I dont know, FITS- Friends Into Tight Society, or, NWA- No Wiggly America. Come on people, this is huge. How did this problem get so big, so fast? Didn't anyone see it coming?
Is there a shortage of fabric, or simply shirts for teenage girls? Do we have an over abundance of baby tops and none for our older girls? The poor dears. How embarrassed they must be.
Ok, let's be honest about the other thing. It's, partially, a selfish thing. Some people I see walking in the mall are crying out for clothes that fit. After seeing some of them, I'm crying out, too. Please, clothe the children! They need our help.
Wiggly flesh is everywhere you look, and, in case you happen to miss it, listen for those loud and obnoxious jabberjaws and there will be the wiggly flesh. Well, actually, it works the other way, too. Usually when there is wiggly flesh hanging around jabberjaws are in close proximity, as well.
The thing that cracks me up... (I should probably use different words there), is to see two people walking together. One sagger, and one with wiggly flesh. The sagger walks two steps and pulls up her pants, takes another couple, repeat. Step, pull. Step, pull. Pull, step.
The wiggly flesh girl is quite the opposite. She constantly has a wedgie, she's constantly tugging, and pulling and adjusting... out, and down.
These two walking together look as if they have fleas or something. They're wiggling, pulling, sagging, adjusting, picking, scratching... And, if you ask them why they wear such clothes.. "Because they're comfortable." What?!
Lord help these poor kids to get some clothes that fit. Doesn't anyone see their need and feel their pain?
Wiggling, jabbering, sagging, and all. Walking in the mall is a pretty cool thing, over all. Lots of people to watch. Lots of different shapes and sizes. Just, please, somebody tell them that some things should simply stay covered. =)