posted by Joel Bernstein in fashion, honk, tips and tricks | * | 17 comments
Okay, I’m gonna guess before clicking through. Chinese women on the beach?
I am the winner!
“I read the New York Times.”
Last week they had a feature on this phenomenon.
What’s the point of living.
“many residents simply make their own, out of old clothes”
Terror of tanning.
The UV keeps leaking into my nose hole.
Odd how the masks don’t seem to impede facial expressions.
In fact the masks seem to intensify them.
If they made them out of white panty hose, they’d be pale and wouldn’t need to cut holes. Just sayin. Plus they’d have the legs they could style up in different ways.
“Son, you got a panty on your head.”
Michael: I was just thinking of the absolutely bizarre clown-makeup tanlines these things must leave.
That one from Neptune would look headless in the water.
I have these “skin treatment” deal-i-os I use that are, like, paper masks impregnated with, you know, alpha-arbutin lotion and other beauty-conferring miracle substances. They are Japanese, not Chinese, but when I have one of them slapped on my face, I look kinda like one of these Chinese women.
Next time I slap one on, I’ll shoot y’all a picture.
Joel, Rick’s suggestion would eliminate scary tanlines, but where would one put the corn dog?
I forgot about the corn dog hole. Silly me.