Bret Micheals?

The title of this post?  Stay with me... I am getting to it...

Before I continue... I do understand that there are far more important issues at hand.

"Peace" between Israel and the Palestinians is "unstable."

The pending "Fiscal Cliff" threatens dire circumstances for our already weak economy.

It is estimated that well over 200,000 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer during 2012... in the USA alone.

Lest we forget... this is MOSTLY a fashion blog.  Inconsequential in the grand scheme of truly important matters but hopefully fun for me and those of you that take the time to read.

BUT... it is also intended to address crucial subjects such as...

WHY DO WOMEN WANT TO LOOK LIKE MEN?

I have to admit... I chuckled a bit (actually out loud) while typing this post. 

Hee Hee

I hope that I am not the only one tickled a bit by my incredible wit?

Even that was supposed to be a little funny.

Hee Hee

Anyway...

On Monday my sister was still recovering from the nasty sinus infection that she was fortunate enough to contract over the Thanksgiving Weekend.  You may recall from my previous post that I spent the weekend with them.  Wonderful weekend.

Anyway...

She took the day off from work so I dropped her kids at school on the way to the office.  Personally, I think she just wanted one day of peace and quiet after the mayhem of two elementary school aged kids at home for a full week.  Hee Hee

Anyway...

While in the "drop-off line," (BTW... a remarkably efficient system) I noticed one of the teachers.

She looked like a man.

Why?

She had long flowing blond hair, a reasonably nice figure and a pretty face.  She could have been so much more feminine with just a little effort?

I did not take her picture for two reasons...

1)  Rude.  Simple as that.  She did not ask to be on my blog.

AND

2)  There was no need.  I could Google her picture so easily.

Here you go...

This is her... I kid you not!  Twins!  Separated at birth!

Bret Michaels!  I swear!

Unfortunately (okay... I already mentioned Gaza & Cancer), she elects to take on the persona of a frustrated former front man for '80's big hair band. 

Why?

Now do not get me wrong, I LOVE Poison.

I am not old enough to actually remember them gracing the airwaves with regularly but Big 'Sis gave me a box of her old cassettes (yes, cassettes... how old am I???) when I was around 13.

Some of those old songs still stick with me.

Honestly.  Every Rose Has It's Thorns is a classic ballad that all reading this blog should listen to again (or for the first time) right now. 

Try this You Tube link.

Bring back any memories?

Okay, so Poison is not exactly Bach or Beethoven (not that I really appreciate their genius either) but their artistic talents speak so clearly to a love struck 9th grader.  Occasionally even one a bit older.  Hee Hee

Back to the fashion...

Why do women do this?  Does anyone know?

We have the ability to be so feminine.  I personally like being a woman.  I like dressing like a woman.

Why do women want to be men?

Generally, men are stupid.  Funny stupid, but stupid nonetheless.

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Men have no sense of style.  None.  I cannot begin to recount the number of times I have seen a couple out for the evening.  Girlfriend... sharp, even sexy... boyfriend... did you just get out of bed?

Men say stupid things.  Sometimes they know it and say it anyway.  I have decided that this is out of their control... kind of like breathing.  Sometimes they sincerely do not realize how stupid their statement is.  I have also decided that this is out of their control.  Merely ignorance based largely in an inability to observe even the most obvious things going on around you.

Hee Hee

Men are a mess.  I know it is hard but the beer can really will not fly to the recylcing bin on it's own.  Same goes for the pair of jeans on the floor, the half read news paper...

I could go on and on.  Hee Hee

Before I sign off let me be VERY clear.  I truly LOVE men.  I am not a hater.  I just do not understand them.  Men are great... they are just men.  I accept them as such.  I ask nothing more than what they are capable of providing.

Which brings me back to the point of this post...

Why do women want to look like men?

God LOVE Bret Michaels... BOTH of them...

Hee Hee

I hope you half as much fun reading this one as I had writing it?

As always, I look forward to reading your comments.  I get so excited every time that I see a new one.  I read them all!  I do try VERY hard to circle back to each and every one.  Please be patient with me.

HAVE A GREAT DAY

-- The Leather Skirt --

Know Anyone Who Has Had Cancer...

Pretty serious question for a fashion blog, huh?  I suppose it is a pretty serious question no matter what?

Unfortunately, I have known a few people over the years that have dealt with this awful human scourge.  It is not fun for anyone, not the people who have the disease, not their loved ones, not their doctors & nurses, not anyone.

This blog is supposed to be fun so I am not here to write about the awful things surrounding this dreaded disease, but rather one of the true blessings that so often come from it.  Odd to even think, huh?

People pull together in time of disaster and war.  make no mistake, combating cancer is war.

Last night while watching the Country Music Association Awards Show... I know, I'll get to that in a moment... Martina McBride sang the most beautiful song, entitled "I'm Gonna Love You Through It".

You can find the video here already.  You have just got to LOVE YouTube.

What is so important here are the lyrics of the song.  Listen.  Soak them in.  Let them breathe.

The song is about a husband leading his wife through her fight to survive cancer but it could just as easily be about so many other aspects of our lives, not just cancer.  I can see a friend leading a person through a job loss, a mother helping a struggling student through a big exam, a young boy standing up to a school yard bully for his little brother... so many things.  The song is about healing and support... unyielding love.

My favorite verse...

- She said, "I don't think I can do this anymore." -

- He took her in his arms and said, "That's what my love is for." -

Beautiful.

Did you give it a listen?  What did you think?

Okay, now that all of the "heavy" is done, wasn't Martina simply ravishing?  She is, of course, gorgeous but I was especially taken by that white tuxedo jacket.  

Not a bad picture for a screen cap.

The jacket was so perfectly paired with the matching slacks and those killer heels.  

Unfortunately, this is the best shot I could come up with for the head-to-toe effect.  Watch the video, the quality is so much better.  See how I tricked you into watching the video if you haven't already?

When pulling a "look" together I guess it is helpful to have a virtually limitless wardrobe budget and access to a professional stylist, huh?  That wasn't meant bad at all... I am simply jealous.  Hee Hee.

I just LOVE Martina's style... all of it.

Lastly, I promised a note about why I was watching the CMA Awards to begin with.  I like country music, there I said it.  I never would have thought that would ever be the case and it has taken me a few years to admit it to myself but I do, I like country music.  That was liberating.  Hee  Hee.

I moved to Texas for college and stayed for a career.  Both have worked out well but in the meantime I have been "converted".  How can you not?  The music is all around you here AND it is good.  Martina McBride is one of the best singers I have EVER heard... regardless the genre.  If you haven't given country music a try I would encourage you to find your local radio station and leave it there for a day or two.  If you don't find yourself singing along then my apologies... but I bet you will... Hee Hee.

- The Leather Skirt -