The last time I checked the consensus on George Hamilton was that he was gross. Right? I distinctly recall his appearance being one regarded with disgust throughout my life. No offense out there George, wherever you are. He knows he’s gross, it’s ok. Anyway! In case you hadn’t picked up on this yet I live in Staten Island, home of the tangerine skinned freaks. That’s what sticks out at least, and it’s quite irritating to have all these stereotypes ruin a place I love. Bastards. That’s the problem with outlawing freak shows, they somehow end up in your neighborhood running the streets and scaring the innocent children.
I remember being a misguided youth, wearing all black and being socially distant. Kids in school looked at me and others like me like we were FUCKING ALIENS! Now that most of us have grown up fairly well adjusted and blend in with the crowd more it seems the tables have turned, but this time orange is the new green. Looks who’s an alien now, bitch!
Seriously though, in a time when Megan Fox is considered to be the most beautiful woman in America why are people still choosing to emulate George fucking Hamilton. Personally I don’t see the awe factor of Megan Fox, I don’t think she’s the bees knees but I do see the appeal. I recently watched her on The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien and she’s relatively fair skinned and naturally beautiful. Aren’t we a society built on trying to appear to be what we see on television and in magazines, isn’t this the obsession? These orange folk are seemingly self involved, always freshly threaded, dyed and manicured. So why the need for biweekly tanning sessions? I thought you took pride in your appearance? I’m confused.
Mmmm…. now that’s what I call hot aliens.