And I think my daughter summed it up when I asked her if she was ready to go shopping : "Dude, [she calls me "Dude" sometimes, even though she knows I'm not a dude.] that's what I want. . .to look like a mugger with a massive tumor on my panyhose-clothed face. Lovely. Just lovely. I give it a solid 10!"
It might do for a bad hair day, or bad face day, or bad arm day--I could give up my makeup, my mousse, and my free weights. On second thought. . . there just might be something to these new designs.