One of the problems of living near Newbury Street

Amy explains:

... I am not a fashionista. This is the worst thing about living in such close proximity to Newbury Street-- I must watch all the daddy's girls and people with better jobs than me walk around in their cool, hip clothes. ...

Especially when those cool, hip clothes all seem to involve leggings, she continues.

Meanwhile, Mike opens another front in our local fashion wars:

... I got on the T this morning and saw an overweight, unattractive blatino woman with really bad eyebrows wearing a tight t-shirt that said "Tell your boyfriend I said thanks." Yuck. First of all, she'd be lucky to have sex with her own boyfriend let alone someone else's, and second, I don't want to see that on the T.

The other day, I was walking Reggie and I saw a woman pushing a baby carriage on the sidewalk wearing a pink t-shirt about four sizes too small that said "Available." Yeah, right. ...