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Stylish Dinosaur
- Joined
- May 24, 2002
- Messages
- 25,421
- Reaction score
- 272
I have discovered that people--notably white people--like to stare at me when I am walking down the street.
For example today I was dressed relatively casually, and people stared. I was wearing a blue hopsack blazer, an Holliday & Brown Austin Powers-esque patterned shirt and a brown knit tie with a solid gold safety pin stuck through in the British style. Also, grey windowpane wool trousers and a pair of black Chelsea boots; I also wore several antique gold intaglio rings on my right hand. A pair of thick black 1960s acetate sunglasses were on my face.
Even flamboyant homosexuals stared.
However, black people inevitably give me compliments like "That's pimp!", or more, interestingly: "Hey Prince! I loved your last album!"
For example today I was dressed relatively casually, and people stared. I was wearing a blue hopsack blazer, an Holliday & Brown Austin Powers-esque patterned shirt and a brown knit tie with a solid gold safety pin stuck through in the British style. Also, grey windowpane wool trousers and a pair of black Chelsea boots; I also wore several antique gold intaglio rings on my right hand. A pair of thick black 1960s acetate sunglasses were on my face.
Even flamboyant homosexuals stared.
However, black people inevitably give me compliments like "That's pimp!", or more, interestingly: "Hey Prince! I loved your last album!"