Wednesday, September 02, 2009
An Imagined Conversation Between Myself and This Model
Me: Hey, girl!
Me: So, whatcha doin'?
Model: Just hanging out.
Me: Seriously though, what are you doing?
Model: I told you. I'm hanging out.
Me: You hang out like that?
Model: Yeah. This is hanging out, rocker style.
Me: Really? Cuz it sort of looks like you're hanging out, trying-not-to-touch-the-toilet-seat style.
Me: Are those sequins chafing or something?
Me: Tell the truth.
Model: Well, a little.
Me: I knew it!
Model: Damnit, I thought I was pulling this off.
Me: You're doing great! It's just, I'm just not sure we should start equating "awkward squatting" with "rocker style."
Model: I guess...
Me: How long have you been squatting over here?
Model: Two hours.
Me: Jesus. OK, that actually might qualify as rocker style, but solely because of the muscle endurance involved.
Model: Don't forget the chafing.
Me: Mick Jagger's got nothing on you.
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