I mean, I’m not even going to pretend I like soccer or have the slightest clue as to what is going on with this so-called “World Cup.” I do know the boys are super hot. I also know the US apparently tied England and that just seems like a big waste of time to me. Ninety minutes and no winner? Psssh. (Yes, I Googled “how long is a soccer game?” Don’t judge me).

That being said, I do appreciate the excitement and enthusiasm that people seem to have for the game (Lakers bandwagoners have nothing on World Cup bandwagoners). While strolling home late one night (morning) we ran into a raucous group who had formed their very own sidewalk party. As good New Yorkers, we joined in the fun.  We obviously had to find out what exactly was going on.

Quite honestly, we never did find out what the eff was going on. No one seemed to have a clue, nor did they care. Yet another reason to love NY. I think it is safe to assume that it did, in fact, have something to do with soccer. This video is kind of how I feel about the World Cup: no idea how we got here, no idea what’s going on, but sure does look like we’re having fun.

xx,

WhyDid

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For years women have endured the cat calls, whistles, and obnoxious shout outs from men on the street. It’s so common in NYC, that I actually no longer even hear it. When people are in from out of town they are appalled by the suggestive, aggressive, and offensive commentary.

Well, the other night, we decided to flip the script. We started treating men like the pieces of meat they’ve been treating us as from the moment we started wearing training bras. Surprisingly, our method was incredibly effective. We had a 95% return on our obnoxious commentary, which is sort of disturbing. It seems that men actually found it incredibly amusing… even (gasp) charming when we hurled lusty dialogue in their direction. Perhaps men appreciated the ladies doing the “work” for once, though I’d hardly consider telling someone to “take their top off” work.

Don’t believe me? Oh, well, don’t you worry… we documented it (obvsies):

And there you have it, my friends. Apparently, that’s all it takes.

Nice ass!

xx,

WhyDid

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Did you know that the average American woman is 162.9 pounds and wears a size 14? I ain’t lyin, sister!  Many of our lovelyWhydid readers are stressing themselves to be a size 2, and I want you to just stop it right now!  Because I’m here with helpful tips to keep you curvaceous cuties looking great year round.  And to all of my vivacious, voluptuous, vixens, who aren’t necessarily a size “shrimp”, this one’s for you!

1. Buy the right FIT not the right SIZE: From my years of assisting at the Diane Von Furstenburg sample sale, I’ve seen too many ladies buy an 8 because that’s “their size”, but they end up looking like a sausage stuffed in casings and should actually be wearing a 12. The number on the label is really there as a point of reference. Use it as a guideline, and bring “your size”, a size up and a size down into the fitting room.
2. Undergarments are ESSENTIAL: Make sure that your bras and undies are the correct size and right fit for your frame.  Because no matter how great your dress may be, if we see bunching panties or a bulging bra, the effect is ruined. Now I know we’ve all heard about Spanx (which I adore) but Intimacy, Livi Rae, and Maidenform are also brands that specialize in flattering a fuller figure. Yes, yes, replacing your ill-fit unmentionables may cost you a bit, but a professional bra fitting is scott-free, and trust me, the end result will be priceless.
3. Play up your assets: If you’ve got big, beautiful chi chi’s, show ‘em off!  A Deep V-neck Tee will do the trick, or perhaps a scooped neck blouse will give “the girls” the undivided attention they deserve.  If you love your legs and have killer calves, then give ‘em some breathing room!  A skirt that hits above the knee will give your legs length and make you appear taller.  Instead of focusing on “what to hide”, think in the positive and make an effort to draw attention to your prettiest parts.
4. When in doubt, wear heels: I know, I know, they’re a pain in the neck (literally) but high heel shoes and boots can really take you from a 2 to a 10. They elongate the leg, force you to straighten up your posture, and make the boys go wild. Pair them with an Empire Waist or an A-Line dress, and you’re ready to paint the town red!
5. Last, but certainly not least, SMILE!: I’ve seen many a “gorgeous girl” be completely ignored in social settings, because the puss on her face looks like she smells poo. No way, Jose!  Turn that frown upside down and smile, laugh, and make conversation with the people nearby. When you smile, you’ll naturally radiate confidence, which like moths to a flame, will draw eyes on you, Ms. Thang.  Believe me when I say, a pretty smile will get your further than any designer duds ever will.

xx,

PinkyToe

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As we mentioned, WhyDidYouWearThat? just reached a milestone. We turned ONE!! So we gathered our nearest and dearest (and some cute boys too) and partied the night away. We laughed, we cried, we drank a lot of champagne. Below are some party pics from our very pretty (very pink) birthday. Enjoy.

xx,

WhyDid

(Photos by: Kellie Silwa Nuernberg- www.kelliesliwaphoto.com)

Lindsey Kreps, TJ Kelly, Kirsten Smith, Jamie Colangelo Malkin, Ashley Nobbe

Natalie Decleve, Ashley Nobbe, AnnMarie Doroba, Krystal Marshall, Kirsten Smith, Jenn Redd, Jamie Colangelo Malkin

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A dear friend of mine, “Pinky Toe”, sent me some pictures after she left the East Coast for the Left Coast. The subject line of the email was “you’re welcome.”  Pinky sends me lots of amazing things- she’s my bestie, after all, so I wasn’t really sure what I was in store for.  I was so beyond horrified by them…that I needed to know two things: 1) where the hell did she find these people?, 2) Why oh WHY was she around such specimens?

I would have written the commentary myself, but her response was so beyond brilliant, that I figured I couldn’t have possibly worded it better myself:

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