Have you ever sat at a table in a restaurant that was right next to the window and spent a good portion of your time people watching? It's such a fun pastime. The other day I'm pretty sure I watched a couple break up and get back together right outside of the bar. My friends and I were trying to figure out what they were saying based on their body language and hand movements. Eventually we decided that since we were talking about them, they were probably talking about us and wondering why the hell these strangers kept staring at them.
And yes, that's my new Phillip Lim mini satchel that I scored at Tar-jay the other day. I think the size of it makes it totally adorbs, but the hubs keeps saying it looks like it's for babies. Super stylish babies, I'd say. Oh, and the post title is clearly a play on chain gang style because of the striped top, in case you weren't aware.
| H&M striped cotton blouse | Forever 21 panel leggings | Random black floppy hat | 3.1 Phillip Lim black mini satchel | Christian Siriano pumps |
Quick sidebar and I might lose some fans for this: I was going to keep my mouth shut on the Robin Thicke Blurred Lines craziness, but I just couldn't hold it in any longer. I think people should stop dissecting the lyrics of the song and calling Thicke and company misogynists. Thicke, Pharrell and T.I. are all married to women they've been with forever and haven't demonstrated any hate for women or need to rape. Am I the only one who has watched T.I. & Tiny? I find it truly bewildering if people want to blame a song for the cause of rape or setting women back. That's just senseless. If someone says, "Blurred Lines made me do it" I'm going to throw a major hissy fit. Terrible people will always find a way to do terrible things.
But if we want to talk music, why not get your panties in a bunch over the bevy of rap songs that constantly refer to women as bitches and hos--and then those same rappers who actually showcase how they really feel about women when they physically abuse them in real life (i.e. Dr. Dre--oh wait, let's forget I said that so you can feel comfortable wearing your Beats headphones). I mean, I see more reason to dislike Chris Brown for what he physically did to Rihanna than to dislike Robin Thicke for a song.
And what about Floyd Mayweather who just took home millions of dollars for a Pay-Per-View boxing match that generated $150 million (that's how many people wanted to see it). Remember when he punched his ex-girlfriend in the back of her head? That's right, a professional boxer punched a woman in the back of the head; and a singer turned another singer's face into a discombobulated Mr. Potato Head, yet we are up in arms over some lyrics?
I'm totally fine if the song doesn't appeal to you or if you don't like the lyrics or the video, but to practically want to correlate it with rape and abuse against women is tragic because you're really missing the mark. Steer your attention toward the people who truly deserve the heat--the ones who have given you physical reasons why they should be detested, yet are still raking in the money.
And just to mention the Emmys on here, Kerry Washington was my best dressed.
And by the way, what do you think of this look?