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Mall Tarts and Balderdash
I'm a people watcher. And I'm a people lover. And I'm a people nurturer.Mall Tarts and Balderdash
I like seeing the fashions parade by.
A popular contemporary style involves grown men wrapping tight, colorful bandana do-rags onto their scalps as an adornment.
Oh, the festiveness! I get caught up in the haute couture for I am nothing but appreciative of a handsome accessory for the heady poseur!
I never fail to stroll over to these gallant gents and stress in my most excited, breathy, gee-whizzy stage whisper:
"Are ... YOU ... a ... PIRATE?"



I'm fascinated by these noble nubility who stroll thither and hither in deep, wintry, 25 degrees cold snaps, often in hiphugger miniskirts, always in belly shirts -- and exposed cleavage-in-waiting.
Their legs are ensconced in oversized, puffy and/or fluffy and/or mukluky footwear stretching upwards to knees and navel-pierced glints.
I dub thine lasses: skankimos.
And I am here to shepherd them, for I am Skankimoses.
Photos copyright ©2005 Mike Durrett. All rights reserved.
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