I went to the Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers concert last night. There I was witness to many a fashion faux pas. Now, I’m no fashion expert; however, I feel I must be the first (?) to face this one glaring abomination head-on.
To all the ladies out there:
You know the straight-outta-the-70s huge-lensed sunglasses you are all wearing, thinking they make you look good? Well, they don’t.
They make you look like something of a mix between Paris Hilton and Jeff Goldblum’s adaptation of “The Fly”. Unlike Rachel Ray’s husband, I don’t want to feel like if I get too close, that I’ll get drenched in flesh-dissolving goo.