No Christmas presents today, kids, sorry.
So here's the thing:
I've noticed that most people's style tends in one of two directions: naughty or -- you guessed it -- nice. I'm talking about people's personal style here, not their personalities. You may be a serial killer for all I know; that would be naughty indeed but not relevant to the topic at hand.
Take me for instance. I'm a nice and always have been. This is about as naughty as I get (Cathy styled this photo -- it's a little out there for me.)
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Normally I look like this. Aging but wholesome!
Then there's my partner Michael. He's a naughty. Left to his own devices, he'd wear jeans cut too low and ripped in all the wrong places, a see-through tank top, and studded leather wrist bands. Ewww. I've actually given up trying to do anything about it (as you may recall) though I'm not above the odd barely-audible-but-definitely-hostile chortle.
My style icons? Wholesome.
A naughty person's icons would include someone like this...
Not sure which type you are?
Here's a simple test. Complete the following:
If you said Reynolds, you're a nice. If you said Harry, you're a naughty, see? Here's another.
If you said Nelson, you're a nice. If you said Osborne, you're a naughty.
Frankly, readers, it seems that people today are so desperate to be naughty -- think Halloween and all the naughty Santa, naughty nurse, naughty everything costumes that are all the rage -- that projecting nice is positively subversive!
So how about you? I can say with confidence, having read many of your blogs and comments here, we have some definite naughties among us -- I won't name names!
Are you a naughty or a nice? If so, why do you think? Were you rebelling against an oppressive childhood of church picnics and beach party movies? Was your mother a Donna Reed wannabe? Or just the opposite: were you raised by a woman named Rainbow on a commune and forced to wear fringe vests and peace-sign-embossed leather headbands, and chew peyote gum?
How does your nice/naughty style manifest itself?
Are you Debbie, Doris, or the devil?
Enquiring minds want to know!