Tacky wrapped in plastic...

TP and I made a recent getaway down to New York City, and let me tell you - that's a great city for spotting both America's classiest and tackiest citizens.

Prime example of classy: museum goers. TP and I ventured to the MOMA during their Friday night open hours and were both so impressed with how many people really embraced the opportunity to see some fantastic art. I was observing a wonderful piece by Seurat when I encountered the other extreme however...

Tacky: synthetic, plastic attire. I'm not even sure what was going on here. It seemed to be a pleather purse slung over a plastic-rubber-shiny-parka thing. I mean - what's going on there? First of all, the whole thing created this kinda plastic glare which is VERY distracting when you're trying to look at art (or really, just do anything...) and it also kept making that noise that plastic makes when it rubs plastic.

Just crazy... and tacky... but amusing, nonetheless...

International Tack!

Maybe the blogging has been a little light recently, but with good reason! It's Spring Break 2009!

Now, the economy has kept the scale of the getaways smaller than prior years, but have no fear - you can find tack wherever you go.

For example, during a family trip to Washington, D.C., my mother and I paid a visit to the very classy, very awesome Newseum. However, even in the most interesting of places you are bound to find some tack. Exhibit A (if you will) is this international theater director who gave a talk on a production of Richard III set in modern day Baghdad. Sounds pretty classy, right? Pretty intellectual? Well... allow me to introduce the wardrobe:



What is going on here? Is that a black and brown STRIPPED shirt paired with a black and brown POLKA DOTTED jacket? Seriously? I mean, I know he's foreign. And I know he's involved in theater. But...

It's still tacky.