Snow Globes

Remember when I described the differences between my work Christmas parties and The Electrician’s? Remember how I described the women in low-cut dresses and push-em-up bras taking their puppies for an evening stroll at a company event? Yeah. That happened again last night at my sweetie’s holiday dinner and dance. Last night, though, I saw something to top everything from last year.

There was a woman with no shirt.

Yes, you read that correctly. Behind us in line at the bar was a young couple, and the man was dressed very nicely in a shirt and tie. The woman was wearing a very mini skirt, heels, and no shirt. I should interrupt your mental images here to note that she was wearing a snug-fitting suit jacket, the kind a person wears with a dress shirt or maybe a camisole if she’s feeling a little bit racy, with the first button about level with her navel and nothing but self-tanner underneath.

This was not a jacket that was nearly closed with the buttons done up. Put your right hand on your chest with your thumb extended so your thumb rests on your collar bone. Note the distance from your fingertips to the base of your hand where it joins up with your wrist. Quite a ways, right? That’s about the width of the cleavage this girl was rocking last night, a gap that ran most of the length of her torso.

Now, I’m no prude. I see no issue with a person flaunting her best features. This young lady’s assets were not as much flaunted as they were one sharp sneeze from being fully displayed. I’m quite certain there was double-sided tape involved in her ensemble, as well as a great deal of faith in that tape. It was also clear that, much like the festively decorated banquet hall, her ornaments were artificial, but I am still rather boggled at how a woman could dress like that for a work party.

Jiggle Bells indeed.

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. You do realize, don’t you, that all of your male readers are going to demand a picture? The important question, though, is did you have a good time?

    1. “All” my male readers. That would be both of them, right? 🙂

      We had a fantastic time, and we’re still smiling today. The prime rib probably helped.

  2. Cinderella says:

    Insecurity, thy name is practically topless at a Christmas party!

    Feel compassion for her for having so little self-esteem or self-respect.
    Most men would treat her like trash and not with love after seeing her display, and ultimately her hopes will be defeated, and she won’t have the first clue why.

    Or shhe’ll be married to an equally shallow twit for who end up leaving her for ayounger model down the road. Act ike merchandise – get treated like merchandise.

    1. I do feel bad for women who feel dressing that way is the best way to win friends and influence people. I feel just as sorry for the men who can’t look past the surface of another person, because they’ll never know what it’s like to really care about another person.

  3. tamara says:

    The race for who can look cheaper is a race to the bottom!

    1. And I think someone greased the ladder rungs!

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