Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Fit Flops - Eww

I hate comebacks (I believe they should be reserved for people like David Hasselhoff and Britney Spears), but regardless of what category you put me in, I'm back. I've truly missed my weekly rants and raves, and although at this point I'm sure that you have all buried my weekly delights in some distant memory (fond, however distance), I still have a rather opinionated voice that is dying to be heard. So whether you like it or not, the bitch is back.

To kick off this "reunited-and-it-feels-so-good" party, I have some excellent news to share with you all: I am now operating out of New York City (how's that for an upgrade?). I must say, in my short time of residence on this oh so cozy island of Manhattan, I have encountered some of the best (hot, fire, ferociously fierce) dressed men and women in existence. However, for every self proclaimed fashion icon there lies a handful of unfortunate looking folks, who either have no idea that it is 2010, or who just don't give a shit.

That being said, I bring you a new phenomenon: Fit Flops. They are flip flops, that allegedly help to increase muscle activity in the legs and the booty... while you walk...  isn't this comparable to that ab belt that retracts your muscles while slimming your beer belly? I'm really struggling with the point of these things, is it really that necessary to tone your legs while meandering 2 or 3 blocks to your local Starbucks to get your skim latte with light foam?  My issue with these sandals is not solely off looks alone; although they resemble your basic soccer mom flip flops, I have seen worse (i.e. Croc's, hello?!). It's not like these 'flops' are non discrete, it is beyond obvious what type of sandal you are wearing; it says Fit Flop right on the top of the strap for Christ's sake.

So the question I have is, are these women intentionally wearing these in order to show the world that they are active, in-shape females? You know the kind of chick I am talking about, it is the same girl who asks the deli clerk (in front of a line of people) to hold the mayo and to only include one side of the ciabatta on her panini. Seriously ladies, get over yourself.  I'm sick of being let into your delusional mind without even asking for admission. Go buy yourself a hot pair of gladiators and take your ass to the gym.