GLoRySoGLoRy on 20 October 2009
Metrosexuality in and hip
By Carter Cramer
I remember it distinctly. Three years ago, while awaiting a venti white mocha, I had my first exposure. He swaggered in--an attractive man in his mid-20s -- wearing tight, flared jeans, a fitted white leather jacket, funky white boots and crystal-studded aviator sunglasses. With a beautiful young blonde woman in tow, he proceeded to join the long line of early-morning coffee fiends. After placing his order -- skim caramel latte, hold the whipped cream and easy on the caramel -- he took his place behind me in the drink-retrieval line and began to chat garrulously with the blonde.
-- holy shit!! i think that was me!!!! im not kidding.
does this cramer look like a obese bald man?
