No, these women (above) are not naked...they're simply wearing flesh colored leggings, which are all the rage now.
Pants like these used to surprise me but now I'm used to them. They're really nothing new. We white people have always liked things that are flesh colored.
Half the exteriors in my neighborhood (above) look fleshy.
Half the rooms, too.
If you're caucasion like me, you just naturally seek out places to live that look like yourself. Maybe it's the camouflage aspect that appeals to us.
A white man stands against a fleshy wall and...Wow!...he's invisible! Maybe eons ago that's how we foiled the sabertooth tigers. No, wait a minute...they didn't have house paint then. Well then, maybe we just liked the color...I don't know.
Anyway, bathrooms (above) are almost always flesh-colored. A neighbor I talked to bucked the trend and foolishly colored his bathroom sea foam green. He gave it a nautical look, which seemed to make sense because, after all, it's a room you're always splashing around in. Well...a year later he had to repaint it.
He said the blue walls drove his wife nuts, as if somehow they'd violated a universal law...and in a way, they did.
He repainted the walls flesh and it had an enormous calming effect on his wife. Camouflage? I don't know.
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