After POTCH last night I was hamming it up with Victoria about the Korean singer "Bi." (As in "Bee" and not bi as in bi-sexual) I call him the Korean Usher because he can sing and dance. But he's got his fruity moments, especially when it comes to fashion.

So I was trying to describe to Sarah who this guy was, and I figured the easiest way to do it was look up a picture on the web and send it to her. Dang, that guy wears some fruity clothes. We found one picture where his shirt is unbuttoned and you can see his abs. But Sarah insists those are airbrushed. hahaha. The rest of the pictures aren't worth mentioning. He was carrying a fan in some pictures. Not Cool.

Not that I haven't had any fashion faux pas in my lifetime. I wore some nasty clothes growing up. Even now, my sister makes me buy certain things so I can be more trendy... and I still go to her room to get her approval on an outfit combination. It usually takes me a few tries before she deems me passable.

There are a few pictures around the house right now that show my non-existant fashion sense. One picture I'm wearing a red skirt with a pink shirt. Another I'm wearing a green t-shirt, acid wash jean skirt, and red shoes. Who did I think I was? Dorothy? But the best are my cover-half-my-face-glasses pictures. I'm so dorky it's great. But those are better off left in the storage.