classy vs. unclassy

-The new commercial for Old Spice. Hilariously funny. classy.
-Commercials with either Verizon Wireless slamming AT&T, or visa versa. unclassy. Find some other advertising strategy you two, PLEASE! Their commercials somewhat resemble siblings bickering. Let's not involve mom and dad in this now. Grow up.

-Johnny Depp's quirkiness in Alice in Wonderland. classy. 
-Obnoxiously ROTFL/LMFAO and doing other obnoxious things in the movie theater when the smoking caterpillar appeared because of the lack of maturity and because you're ridiculously high. Annoying. And so entirely, unclassy.  

-Treating yourself and indulging in a cupcake every so often! classy.
-OVERindulging in cupcakes too often as to cause yourself to turn those cute little cupcakes into a muffin top. unclassy. 
Of course we all have those days where our jeans seem to fit a bit too tight, however, it's very unappealing to share those days with the rest of the world by wearing a shirt that does not seem to cover your bare middriff. Throw on a sweatshirt, a longer top, a sweater.... or perhaps, here's a concept, wear pants your size? Oh I'm a bit harsh, but I have those days every so often!

-Anonymously posting your secrets on a postcard at Post Secret to find others who have the same secrets. classy.
-Posting your sister's secrets on Facebook for all to see. SO unclassy... (see below) 
A girl called Katie told her parents that she found a dozen beers in her kid brother’s room which gets him grounded for 3 months. Harsh. Chris now has plenty of time on his hands so he rummages through her room and finds this little list of pure goodness which he promptly posts on Facebook and tags all the guys

 So unclassy on both counts: of the brother who posted this, of the girl (ANY GIRL in this case) who keeps a hookup list! 


-Cutout dresses the show just enough to keep people guessing. classy.
-Cutout dresses that leave nothing to the imagination, and perhaps belong, not on the red carpet or in public, but in the bedroom. unclassy. 

-Going outside to catch some rays for a toned tan. classy. (just remember to sunscreen up!)
-Going to the tanning beds regularly as to look like a Jersey Shore princess doped up on carrots and addicted to bronzer, therefore resembling an Oompa-Loompa/Anne Hathaway in BrideWars. unclassy. 
^ Prom season is coming around, so unfortunately this one will be showing up like crazy around my school. Oh joy. "What's that smell?!" "Oh... it's just my self tanner... sorry." Gross. I don't care if you use self-tanning lotion, just as long as I don't have to sit through class and smell it all day.

stay classy,

madeleine