People Watching

I love to stop when I am out and get lunch at the mall so I can enjoy a little people watching. It is endlessly fascinating to me. I love to see couples in their 70s and 80s holding hands and clearly still in love. I have noticed an interesting phenomenon with really beautiful women too. You really often see a jaw droppingly gorgeous woman happily walking and holding hands with a really plain guy. I admit I think maybe the beautiful women tried really handsome guys and found a lot of them more in love with themselves but the average guys treat their girlfriends better. Just a idle guess, but the people who really make me laugh are usually young people who clearly think they are really "cool". It's the guys in the saggy pants and over sized shirts and giant baggy shorts. At what point does a young guy look in a mirror and suddenly decide he looks sexy and dangerous by looking like a baby with a big load in his diaper. I saw a twenty something year old with his pants sagging, showing his underwear walk past a eighty something year old guy whose pants sagged exactly the same. Really? This looks sexy? Nothing about the filled diaper look seems sexy to me. I like jeans that show off a nice butt!
The opposite of the saggy pants look is the girlfriends of the saggers. They seem to favor the "if I can squeeze myself into it, it fits" theory. You see girls whose pants are so tight they can't even get them up and rolls of fat hang over the waist band. This is hot? Their shirts are also tight so every roll of fat is emphasized and jiggling as they strut past.
I was sitting next to a table of college age guys and they too were people watching. I heard one of them point out a girl that was passing. He said she wasn't bad looking and he thought she might even look hot if she had on clothes that fit her. See? I'm not the only one.
The problem though is that I am me. Sometimes I get so amused I get involved. I saw a young man strutting around showing off his dirty diaper look. As I passed him I gave him a big smile and said, "Oh my, you're just so cute," you should have seen his face. I bet he went straight home and burned his outfit! I am an evil old lady.