Dear ::ahem:: “Sirs”,
Last Thursday, I was not, as they say, “asking for it” in anyway. That is to say, I was not wearing:
- a tube top
- a tank top
- anything showing an inch of my “breast-eges”
- short shorts
- hot shorts
- shorts with words on the buttocks
- low-ride anything with my thong hanging out
- low ride anything with my absence-of-underwear hanging out
- high-hemlined anything with my panties showing
- high-hemlined anything with my “va-jay-jay” showing
- a shirt that bared my shoulders
- a shirt that bared my elbows or wrists
- a bottom with any skin above the ankle, nay, even up to and including the ankle, showing
To put it simply, unless my wearing a suit with pants that flatter me and a button-down shirt underneath that doesn’t have a button at the collar (yet nonetheless showed almost no skin past my collar bone) is “asking for it”, I strongly believe that I safely skirted this categorization.
However, this did not seem to stop you.
