Where I was blown away witnessing a big bad biker dude - a'la Toby Keith - wearing what appeared to be a lovely silk ruffled blouse?
(Yes, Pam D - why do these kind of crazy moments happen to ME? )
First off... if I had been able to capture the scene in megapixels, you bet your sweet bippy I would have grabbed the nearest digital device.
Except, I didn't have a camera with me,
my phone camera is circa 1987,
(what does a deaf person need a cell phone for anyway???),
and me and the dude were approaching eachother at 45 mph from opposite ends of a curve.
Kinda bad timing to be fumbling for a phone, eh? Not to mention, I am adamantly convinced that taking photos of large men in questionable attire is unadvisable. Remember???
So... remember I was telling you before about my lovely friend, wife.mom.nurse?
I am convinced that this woman can find something positive to say about anything (she's a Labor and Delivery nurse... I bet that comes in handy during transition, no?)
Soo... this is what she had to say about Mr. Showing Off My Chest Hair While Riding My Harley in a Silk Ruffled Blouse...
See what I mean? Everyone needs a nice friend like her. Especially on the first hot day of the year, and you realize that none of last summer's clothes fit you anymore.
They all shrank. (No comments Mr. Daddy - thankyouverymuch).
She gave him a good excuse. It might have even worked, if she hadn't seen this:
Just imagine black polka dots on it, the beautiful way silk moves in the wind, some curly chest hair and a goatee and you've got my big bad biker dude.
Now, if he's going to a Renaissance festival or a pirate convention in this outfit, there is no doubt in my mind that this dude must be able to kick most people's butt.
(umm, except my dad's. cuz, ya know, my dad can beat up everyone else's dad. thus sayeth me in fourth grade.)
I'm thinking he's more Charlie's Angels than Hells Angels?