I usually don’t get fashion. I’m not stylin’ or groovin’ the latest trends. You’re likely to find me wearing cargo pants/shorts, jeans or sweatpants. It’s comfortable and I prefer to be comfortable rather than look like I was spit out of the latest fashion magazine.

But sometimes, on a rare occasion, a fashion show will catch my eye or I’ll be forwarded something that makes me do a double take, and no it’s not the many see through shirts and dresses I’m talking about here. No, we’re talking about when fashion meets drugs, cause that’s the only damn explanation for these two pictures…

Fifth Element meets WTF!

What is this? A bag? Do those fancy ear flaps serve some amazing purpose I’m not getting here? Are people seriously wasting their time looking at this bullshit?

Mrs. PacMan?!

There’s no way in hell you’ll convince me to believe someone will actually walk around with a damn pink ball on their head, thinking they’re the envy of every fashionista out there. Really!? If I saw this I would be laughing my ass off while trying to hold my phone steady long enough to get a picture!

Who comes up with this crap? What do you call something like that?

I have to thank my friend Wheeds for the pictures and a good laugh!