Ma Hohmetayn

-
So, you know how whenever Baltimore is ever mentioned in popular culture, it's as some sort of dead-end or site of unpleasantness? Jay and I were watching "How Do I Look?" last night, a show that takes someone with terrible taste in clothes and gives them a makeover. Most of the time, the person is pretty normal, just misguided. But last night the young woman was dressed super slutty . . . low-cut sequined tops with spaghetti straps with tube tops . . . worn as skirts. She was pretty combative for the show, insisting far longer than most contestants that she liked her style and that was it. Soon we find out, though, that she was a terrible drug addict, and her current style reminds her mother of those days when she was "on the street."

She finally gets her makeover, and I'm listening to her response. Literally: "Dem clothes just didn't look right anymore." I turn to Jay and say, "She sounds like she's from Baltimore!" The mother too was perfectly nice but kinda . . . well, Baltimorish, that's all I can say. We're listening to them talk more "Ah got a hohme nay-ow and a new staaahl." Last words of the program? The mother saying, "I knoooohw win we git back to Baldamor she's gonna keep it up!"

:)
-