Jeans:Genes

Cultural invasion was what I talked about in a previous post. Lets take a break and have a sneak peek into our fashionable trendsetter junta. Please do not think about our “pink chaddi” campaigners because I consider them vulgar and LOOSE woman.(just incase you thought they were trendy). I would devour into the latest (maybe old for some) fashionable concept that brought revolution in fashion industry.
From Dhotis to Trousers
From Trousers to Jeans
From Jeans -> Worn Jeans -> Torn Jeans -> Low Waist Jeans or rather No Waist Jeans etc. etc.

Scene1: That sexy girl with a gentle walk and dimple smile walked elegantly past me…and swept me off my feet. I, as if in a trance, blindly followed her to CCD. My heart bounced…just then she sat… and my heart bumped! “Oh God!! Don’t show me your ass! Don’t show me your ass”

Scene2: That cool hunk with a solid built and a perfect height made us gasp. We thought what an unimaginable blend; until he bent! And we said “Oh God!! Don’t show me your ass! Don’t show me your ass”

Can somebody please explain who made this low/no waist thing a craze?
Do we consider it a malfunction or a “deliberate” function?
Do we ignore it or applaud it?
And, above all, Should we take heed and start flaunting those hairy butts?
If yes, beware the ever receding waist line… the doomsday is near. With the waist size going miniature day by day I wonder whether it is a Japanese creation… and they equate size with technology.
Smaller Technology = Better Technology

Here I present a daily routine, albeit exaggerated, but very close to reality:

The morning starts with a cool jog in the IT city. Passing through the IT offices I see offbeat hour professionals coming out of their confines and stretching themselves. The very stretch is enough to spoil your beautiful thoughts, and the tone is set for the day: “Oh God!! Don’t show me the ass! Don’t show me the ass”

Washing myself off those ugly scenes I zoom towards the office. However, stuck in the Bangalore traffic you notice many hip-hop colleagues looking strikingly smart in their cool “god-knows-what” outfit… and their ass lazily protruding outward. Oh God, these ass*****, are they going to office I ponder.

But there is more in store, just incase you thought the worst is over. Walking up the staircase and passing through the “coffee-corner” I find:
1st Floor: An ugly one with the bottom line receding.
2nd Floor: Another one with an exposure most obscene
3rd Floor: Another group of asses enjoying a cup of tea.


“Oh God!! Don’t show me the ass! Don’t show me the ass!”



Thankfully help is at hand…I finally reach my floor and wash myself off those ugly scenes…yet AGAIN! “Is it the jeans or is it in their genes”…I sign off despairingly.

Comments

JayaChithra Subramanian said…
At the end of the post i expected you to compose a song " Dont show the ass" :P
Very true one !
March 27, 2009 at 9:48 PM
Being Smrita said…
Hmmm...Even i dont wanna see...but thye dnt spare us at all....thnks for this post...
April 9, 2009 at 11:17 AM
Akshu shenoy said…
Good one... :) Enjoyed the line
"Low waist or No waist "
September 11, 2011 at 8:28 PM
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