Not one of her friends pulled her aside before they left the house and told her it was not okay to wear a strapless top with a bra that wasn't. The grainy photo does not do justice to the slabs of back and side fat that oozed over the straps. It also doesn't highlight the mass of untamed back acne that plagued her shoulders and spine area.
It was wrong. Just plain wrong. Putting aside the fact that TH dragged me out to see a Led Zeppelin cover band 2 hours away from our house and I was made to listen to them for 2 1/2 hours. This was my view for a majority of the show.
She and her friends sat and cackled the entire show as they munched on cheesecake (it was a dinner theater type show) and made fun of this women who decided that she was just drunk enough to stand in front of the stage and do the head bobbing dance of the very intoxicated. What was so intriguing to Back Fat and her friends was that Drunkie was dressed....well lets just say....rather provocatively. She was wearing a strappy, very low cut, lime green top that barely contained her D cup breasts. She sparkled with stripper glitter and every bob of her head bounced her "girls" so violently they threatened to spill out. She did look cheap and she did look sleazy. Sure she was a bit old to be rocking that look, but she could pull it off. Back Fat and her friends sneered jealously in her direction.
I will sheepishly admit I have acted like Back Fat and her friends. But, I do have just cause in my actions. Take for example this chick who frequents my kickboxing class. The girls and I make fun of her. Why? Because she smells and wears short shorts. It is necessary to mock a girl who farts during warmup routines and smells like she ate dead ass for lunch. These are not loud farts that give quick shock to the nostrils and the smell dissipates. This is a stench that sits in the room like a hot fog. It is also necessary to jeer at her when she is wearing tiny shorts that make it possible to see her hairy cooch as she executes a roundhouse kick.
It should be duly noted that we also sing "Rehab" under our breath when we walk by this woman who bears a striking resemblance to Amy Winehouse. While most of us dress conservatively for our workouts, this woman dresses up with ten pound of trashy jewelry, ratty hair and hot pink lipstick. She is a trainwreck. All that's missing is the tattoos
I though that these would be nice visuals for your Thursday morning. I wish I had photos to share. I will continue my high road and try to be less like Back Fat and her friends. No one likes a catty broad.