Today was quite a warm day (around 90 degrees), so, understandably a lot of women were wearing tank tops. Unfortunately this also mean a lot of bra infractions. I honestly lost count of how many racer-back tanks I saw worn with regular bras. Now, I understand when you don’t have a good bra to wear with a cute shirt, but you have to at least wear a nude color bra, or try to match the straps to the shirt color. That’s my philosophy at least, but apparently it isn’t shared by Argentine women. Black tanks with white bra straps, pink with green straps, white with clear straps adorned with tiny gems (not making that up). But my favorite was a black tube top with a purple bra with glittery straps.

Women weren’t the only ones that made my eyebrows rise. Today I saw some spectacular hair on the men. First, a middle-aged man found out that come overs and heat, followed by wind from the subway is not a good combination. The poor guy came onto the subway with the section of longish hair used for his come over spurting out of the side of his head like a fountain. He didn’t realize that his hair made him look like he had a limp rag glued to his head so he didn’t even attempt to fix it. That guy couldn’t really control his unfortunate situation, but these next two certainly could. There was the twenty something with a normal, fairly conservative short hair cut from the front (gelled of course) with three arm-length dreads from the back. He was followed by a older guy with a significant beer belly, a shining dome and curly, middle of the back length hair sprouting from a hairline that started just above his ears. I believe they call that a skullet (google for fun). Just go bald, dude. You’ll look better, you’ll look younger, you might even look, dare I say, professional? (but to really achieve that you’ll have to change out of your surf shorts and sleeveless t-shirt).