Wednesday, 14 May 2008

It seems the days are gone where a bloke would jump in the shower, chuck on a tee and jeans, spray on some smelly stuff and head into town with is mates. Last Saturday night, my style and effort in getting ready, was completely put to shame by the young boys of Brisbane’s nightlife. Not only did my partner stick out like a sore thumb in his jeans and a tee, but my always reliable LBD was no match for the vests, skinny legs jeans, low cut v-necks and necklaces adorned by these 18 year old boys.

I can’t imagine that girls are attracted to boys that pull off a low cut v-neck and skinny leg jeans better then they do. And in that case, what drives these boys to seemingly spend a couple of hours and most of their pay cheque to look- to me- like a female.

As an outsider to this cross-dressing phenomenon, it seems these young boys are not only accepted by the nightclub population, but are undoubtedly at the top of the nightclub hierarchy. One boy, wearing a sparkly white v-neck top, black skinny leg jeans, white boots and a large gold crucifix necklace was dancing with a group of young, bleach-haired girls. There seemed to be a strong correlation between the more you didn’t dress like a bloke and the more chicks you danced with.

I’m not sure if this is just a phase or the ‘manvests’ and v-necks are here to stay- but it definitely doesn’t do anything for me. I don’t know about you other girls, but I don’t want to be asking my man for fashion advice or sharing wardrobes with him- a tee and jeans is enough for me.

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