Class before ass.

This is not what you would have been expecting. The wonderful story I was going to post on here has been hindered by writers block, the only known cure for migranes and writers cramp. It shall be written soon, trust me on this. Inspiration must strike me down like a bad flu first.

This post, however is going to be a rant and a weird one at that. If you have read my fathers blog you'll see how bad we can get.

Mini skirts. These inventions for the peverse mind can be done quite classily. The classy skirts cover ones rear and fall to about mid thigh, like the one I saw today. Mid thigh is good. Mid thigh is great. Mid thigh allows you to have that beach look and feel quite cool all the while not showing off your undies. I'm not a great fan of the mini style myself as I will freely admit due to an uneven tan, hockey muscles and weird vein patterns I cannot wear such beasts. When worn properly they can look good. When worn badly however...

I am referring to those skirts which actually started out in life as belts. The ones which are so very popular and yet show off so much of your arse it isn't funny. These are the type that are currently pounding pavement down the street and in the city. Prostitutes wear more. They can indirectly label someone as a skank or worse because they are so revealing. I am female. Please, please don't show me your bits. I have not asked for proof that you too are a girl so keep it in your pants and maybe wear something more than a g-string under that belt with a gland problem.

Remember my friends, class before ass. If the only reason that your man is with you is because you wear skankier clothing than a striper then that's not right. Wear some more clothes, cover your buttocks and see how much more seriously you are taken.

Also, remember your size. I don't wear minis for another reason; I'm a size 10. This is not mini size. Sizes 8 and 9 are mini size. Minis are a big no for anyone over size 16. You know who you are.

I will try to post a story soon.

Cherio.