Sometimes the clothes do not make the man... err. Woman.
Miss O'Hara is a fairly popular amateur political bloggist over on Xanga, who bills herself as some sort of Ann Coulter/Michelle Malkin wannabe, wrapped in the body of a pinup girl. Her posts are typically on the preachy and whiny side, taking on everything from girls who like to watch "Sex and the City" being mindless and unintelligent to a constant barage of "I'm single because men are stupid and only want some Britney/J-Lo/Paris lookalike instead of a girl with morals." Her posts also tend to be on the long side.

Until she lambasts people who wear jeans and sweats and tennis shoes in public.

The wank begins to fly in from all directions. There's the ever present people who agree with her every word, and then the dissenters begin to come in droves, basically informing her that not everyone has the means or the want to dress up everyday that they leave the house, or the ones who point out that their husbands love them no matter what they wear.

tingilya shows up to play in the "My job is tougher than yours and I'll wear what I want so STFU" card.

All the while, Miss O'Hara re-iterates her point that she is right, and also expresses her dismay at women who don't want to dress up for their husbands.

It's pretty much dried up, but it was an amusing read nonetheless.