My family caught, sad to say, a little bit of "Dancing with the Stars" last night while dining at a fancy restaurant called "Pizza Ranch," and....let's just say that some of the outfits really helped my efforts at losing weight. If only someone were kind enough to tell some of the ladies that while showing more skin surely is distractive, it's not exactly attractive.
Especially bad was some guy in a see through shirt.....I would have made sure he was dancing to "YMCA" and "Instant Club Hit," if you know what I mean.
Then when I opened my new tank style undershirts, I was appalled to find that the manufacturer called them a "camisole." I can understand not calling them by their proper name ("wifebeaters"), but camisoles? What is this world coming to?
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