jeggings. jeggings. jeggings. what can i say about this word that doesn't make me want to throw?
this is all i can say and i truly cannot say it strongly enough:
i HATE this word.
i HATE everyone who perpetuates this word.
i HATE journalists who insist on publishing this word.
you should have your journalist badge taken away.
also you should never be allowed to wear adorable, classic, reporter trench coats anymore. they are officially too good for you if you use this horrid monstrosity of letters smashed together to make the verbal vomit that is JEGGINGS.
i HATE that this word is in my blog, in my mind, in my word, in any part of a reality that i ever have to step into ever.
it is an affront to fashion, to readers, to lexicons, -ists, and -ologies in general.
whoever invented this word deserves to every piece of print bearing this garbageword stuffed down their throats until they choke to death...and i am a pacifist!!!!!!
this is how angry i am about jeggings:
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nevermore, will i speak this word. please do not, even accidentally, speak it to me. ugh.
need chocolate now.
I hate DENIM LEGGINGS, too, and the word they've created for them.
ReplyDeleteBut I also hate smashed-up words in general. Why say "guyliner" when you can say "eyeliner for men" and leave no one confused? And "tanorexic" isn't even logical. Wouldn't that mean that you have a lack of tan? ugh.