On one of my routine escapes from the office, I witnessed a tragedy in the fashion world. I swung by the Myriad Gardens soaking up the perfect green scene, enjoying the blue sky through my open sun roof and
grove' in to Maroon 5.... all that went to waste-side as I passed by a serious cry for help.
This woman.... this precious oblivious thing.... was walking across the main street wearing nothing more than a rusty old pair of running shoes, an oversized t-shirt, and what looked to be a pair of red underwear glowing from the short hemline of her shirt. A double take- this time with sun glasses removed- just to make sure it was a true vision of..... unfortunate boldness?????!!!!! Indeed. Red full-coverage granny-panties for all to see.
What happened to her missing pants....... should I have offered her the very clothes I was wearing.... I would rather endure the public attention of revealing my scanty secret apparel than let this little woman walk bottomless through the streets.
Downtown- you just never know what you're going to get........
