At first I see one group; a collection of thin legs, long and gangly, clad in dark jeans, puncuated with loafers. Their hair hangs loose over gaunt faces, arms dangled straight down by their side. They are very 'trendy'. Soon they are joined by another group, dressed the same, individuals fresh from the cookie cutter. It looks like feigning disinterest is also in this year; conversations are held while gazing at navels or hands, words spoken this way and that, anywhere but at the target.
These men look like boys. I wonder if girls like that. Is this a reaction against overt masculinity? We had our metrosexual phase, then went back to blokes, is it now the time for pretty little men with fine, glossy hair and size-zero hips?
Then I see a group of girls walk past, baggy pants and crewcuts, arms like tree-trunks. One of them looks as though she would destroy me with ease. I am very confused.
