Monday, August 13, 2012

Naked Appeal

Lately, Pedder Street has been full of... semi-naked, kind-of-so-perfect-they-look-fake men.  One looked like a real life version of Ken.  Does anyone else find this really distasteful?  I know practically everything today is sold based on sex, attractiveness, sex appeal, etc. etc.  But this parading of men was just so blatant, so in-your-face, that the only words of disgust I could summon was "ugh."  And did they think somehow they were being more "equal" or less sexist by only having male models strip down and show off their flesh?

Yep, it's the grand opening of Abercrombie and Fitch in Hong Kong.  This brand immediately transports me back to high school.  The choking, almost sickening patchouli, the rippled torsos and abs splashed gratuitously across paper bags, the rugby shirts, the tank tops, the torn denim.  Basically, I'm totally over it.

However, the adoring throngs of women outside the about-to-open (...any time now...) store, armed with iphones snapping furiously, clearly are not.  Last week at work, I worked in silence punctuated by cheering from these A&F models flown in from all over the world, followed by wild shrieks of female adulation.

Today, my office is blissfully silent again.  The store opened over the weekend.  Unfortunately, the scent of patchouli continues undiminished.

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