Okay, I swear this is the last one for today. I just figure that while I'm on a roll I might as well post the pics that people have sent in. This next one is another one from Stan the man. Stan captured this JAZZY at McDonalds. Go figure. HAhahaha...I donno if there are words for this one. This Jazzy..child? is...well, Jazzy. What with the high purple checked socks, purple sweats, tennis shoes, green t-shirt and white cardigan why wouldn't she go to McDonalds to get her air hockey on?
Here's an ode to the Mc Jr. Jazzy...hope your won your sweet game of table hockey.
Jazzy Jill...again. I guess my c0-blogger is dead or something...or maybe she has a life? Lets go with that.
As many of you have come to know, updating this blog is not something that happens very regularly. Well, I can't resist a double update today because this next Jazzy is just too sexy for her own good...plus I really wanna delete her outta my e-mail because I feel a little creep for having it.Thank you to Stan for capturing this Jazzy HOE when I saw her in Wal-Mart a couple months ago. Now, again. WHY is this happening? Everything about this Jazzy Grandma is...beyond words. But I'm gonna try. The boots: really??? The spandex leggings: WHO told you that looked cute?? The BMX sweatshirt: Really..do you know what that is??
Okay, overall this Jazzy Glam Gram is rockin' an outfit that I've never seen anyone else come close to...So here's an ode to her and her spandies. Lets hope she got some real pants for Christmas!
...and by that I mean 99% of the time I go to Wally World, I see at least one Jazzy (since usually it's me). If you haven't guessed this is Jazzy Jill speaking. Although this pic is not my find, it's a gem. Thanks to Landon for sending this Jazzy Hoe into the blog...Sorry it took me a couple months to get her posted.Now lets begin with the boots. Since, as mentioned earlier, this picture was sent a couple of months ago and it's only December right now, I wonder why are you wearing boots my jazzy friend? I mean I wear flip-flops every day that it's not snowing so maybe I'm not the best judge of proper shoe attire, but really? Boots and no snow? And not only boots, but with a mini-dress? The mini-dress coat has got to go. Seriously. Or put on some pants...Or both. And don't even get me started on the double french braids you got goin' on, ya Jazzy Hoe.
So here's an ode to the mini-coat/dress, boot, braid girl...you know how to rock, so keep it up!
Jazzy Hoe. What's a Jazzy Hoe you ask? The term "Jazzy" can be used to describe an array of people. It does not discriminate by race, gender, religion, or morals. The term can, yes, be used to describe a person that YOU yourself, against your own discretion, would consider a jazzy. However i will outline what a jazzy, in general is. Overall, a Jazzy is 99% of the time used to describe a girl that is all Jazzed up, with nowhere to go.
For instance, a woman in Wal-Mart at 2 a.m., who has heavy blue eyeshadow on, dark lipstick, hoop earings big enough to fit your fist through, stiletto heels and fishnet stalkings, and a motley crue tshirt... that you can tell she got from being a groupie in the 80's.
On the other hand, a jazzy can also be seen in a lingerie with her hair still in curlers and pink fuzzy slippers on. As mentioned before, it is to be used at your own discretion.
And last but not least I would like to give you another mental picture of what a jazzy is, just so you can fully grasp the awesomeness of all that is jazzy. A teenage girl, who shows up at a wal-mart Twilight release party, wearing a drawn on mustache and sunglasses, but is trying not to be "seen."
Now that you know what a Jazzy is, you may now fully appreciate this blog and the effort we have put forth to show you the Jazzy hoes of Iron and Washington County.