Remember this Lady(boy) in his cute little gladiator sandals? Of course you do!
Well, I am saddened to report that he is not the only crazy man out there roaming the London Underground. I spotted another man (perhaps ‘man’ is not the best choice of word to use to describe him) wearing a pair of gladiator sandals. Really? Yes, really.
I’m a twat
Don’t even get me started on the hat and shirt combo….. Dear God – why? why? why?
Filed under GROSSNESS, Pretentious, Uncategorized
Where do you find Polar Bears? According to Wikipedia they are native to the Arctic Circle (Yes I actually looked it up…. I failed Geography but at least I passed Art Textiles which is a thousand times more useful). Even I know that St Pancras International is no where near the Arctic Circle, it’s over 2,000 miles away (thanks Google), but i’m not sure that this lady is aware of that fact. She looks a little lost and may possibly be searching for the Polar Express but as far as I know you can only get the Eurostar, Midland Trains and First Capital Connect (bastards) from St Pancras.
A hunting I shall go.
The Polar Express is delayed? That must be due to adverse weather conditions.
Lady – you’re gonna be waiting a long long time.
Hairy bags? NO NO NO.
Bags are meant to be functional, not to look like dogs, or in this case, Fraggles. I can’t stress enough how upsetting I find this bag. Will someone please destroy it?
Stroke me
Do you like my hairy lap?
Filed under GROSSNESS
I see this man frequently on my train home. My boyfriend sees him on his train into work. Luckily when I see him he is fully clothed because first thing in the morning he cycles to the train station, topless and then proceeds to sit, sweating, still topless in the carriage. This obviously offends the fellow passengers who have asked him to put his shirt on more than once. GROSS GROSS AND EVEN MORE GROSS.
Do you think i'm sexy?
Anyway, here he is looking like He-Man. Standing in a very alpha male pose. I have no idea why he was standing like that when there were only 4 other people in the entire carriage. He does have rather good calves, perhaps he wanted to show them off.
Well I jolly well am.
Ricky was a young boy....
This is an ace example of yoot gone wild and i’m mc lovin’ it. Kinky boots n’ all.
(Ok ok ok, so the lyrics ‘Ricky was a young boy’ aren’t from Youth Gone Wild but they are actually from 18 & Life but unless you’re a fan of Skid Row (like me) then you probably hadn’t noticed.)
Filed under rocker dude
Yesterday I spotted a very old lady in silver moon boots popping to the newsagents but I was so startled that I failed to get my camera out in time to document the occasion.
Luckily my hand/eye co-ordination was on form this morning when I spotted this elderly lady waiting for the Post Office to open. Check out the incredible ‘Golddigga’ footwear. I WANT A PAIR…..
Don't mess with the best
Filed under AMAZING!!!
It’s been a productive day for Secret Photographer. (yes I am a twat who refers to herself in the third person). I have successfully purchased the perfect bridal garter with the help of @ishbroken and @FashionWorked and found the right shade of Chanel nail polish thanks to advice from someone at the Tate and my #1 Maid of Dishonour. The wedding is getting closer and i’m prepared. Oh yes, you won’t catch me out people….
Now it’s time to focus on my blog and today I have a wonderfully dapper gentleman who I snapped on the way home on Tuesday night. I adore his hat and i’m particularly chuffed that he’s taken it off to say hello to me.
why hello pretty lady
How wonderful to meet you
Filed under dapper
