Kevin Lennox

Recently I went to New York to shoot some segments at the Jersey shore, and thankfully I had my trusty camera with me.  Since it's actually summer on the east coast, as opposed to the frosty rain sodden gloom we've had in the NW, people on the streets and beaches were letting it all hang out.  Take a gander.

This was taken on the plane out east.  Take a look at the line in the back of this guy's hair.  Know what that is?  Yeah, that's wear his comb-over starts.  Seriously bub, you are fooling no one.

Wow, it's almost tough to figure out where to start on this one.  I guess left to right will do.  First her bra straps are totally exposed, something I always hate, but that's almost permissable next to the gap between her top and those sad little denim capris.  I mean who wants a doughy skin flap hanging out?  And then her friend next to her.  Seriously, if you're wearing a racer back top, wear a strapless bra.  That is not a flaterring look what so ever.

This one is almost too easy.  It's a tad blurry, so just in case let me tell you what his shirt says "Trust me, I'm fat."  And trust me, he was.  I'm mad I wasn't able to get a better picture, because this gentleman was so large, he, uh, had jowls, ummm.... down there. Trust me.  They were fat too.

This little chickadee is actually Miss New Jersey if you can believe it.  See that case she's holding?  That had her tiara in it.  I'm sure she's a nice enough lady, but check out those tacky cheap shoes, they aren't excusable even in the best of circumstances, but at the beach?  No way sister.

Look, if I needed a wig I would want it to be human hair too, but I'd rather fight a crack whore in a dark alley for her polester weave than buy a "human hair wig" at this hooptie shop.

Oh decisions, decisions.  Sparkling or flat.  Do and Do.

Why on earth would anyone buy these things?  Do they look at all comfortable to you?  Cause one things for damn sure, they are NOT fashionable.

And finally on my way home, one last morsel.  What on earth is happening here?  The hat with the faux flower, the criss cross wrap, the jorts, and that hideous bag?  How over done is this chick for a simple plane flight?  She needs to do that last minute check in the mirror and take the look down a notch.... or five.

I'm very happy to say I added a new show to my repertoire recently, the fabulous New Day Northwest.  They were gracious enough to have me on to talk some more swim.  This time I dealt specifically with different body types and how to make a swimsuit work for any of them.  It was a crazy fun time, and hopefully they'll have me back again.  Check it out if you can, and thanks to my partners TJ Maxx, Miraclesuit & Lands' End.

After I recovered from the craziness of working with PIX at the Jersey Shore, I headed to Philadelphia to talk more swim over on the 10! Show.  It looks like my regular co-hort their Lori Wilson is being promoted up to hard news correspondent, which is great for her, but I'll miss our love fests.  This time Stacey Stauffer was working with me, and she was just as lovely as can be, and so gorgeous especially at six months pregnant.  Anyway, check out the segment below.  We shot this at 10 am and it was already really bright, hot and HUMID.

Sunrise on the Jersey shore.

This week, WPIX morning news asked me if I'd like to be apart of their live telecast from Jenkinson's on the Jersey Shore, which I of course jumped at the chance to do.  I always love working with WPIX in New York, but 99% of the time we're in the studio, which can be a bit of the same old thing, so something different was a welcome idea.  Plus, live on the Jersey shore, how crazy does that sound?

Me with Bianca, my partner in crime.

Pretty crazy as it turns out because we were there in partnership with local radio station WPLJ, who sponsors a big music concert on the boardwalk every year for Memorial Day, and apparently it's a big deal.  I arrived there at approximately 5:45 a.m., and not only it was already packed people, but they were pretty thoroughly doused with liquor.  You would not believe how many people, of almost all ages (no toddlers, but still), who were trashed by 7a.m.  One older gentleman, term used loosely, took a header into the sand and then refused any assistance getting up, because of course he claimed to be perfectly fine.  Then a not-so-gentile woman, also 60+, soiled herself, to which she casually replied, "It happens."  Again, this was all in the early morning, so their days were just getting started.

Everyone waiting right before the second segment.

As for my day, it was nuts.  I agreed to host three segments for WPIX, something I had never done before, much less on the beach surrounded by such, uh.... exuberant folks.  In my estimation the best segment is the first one, and they kinda go downhill from there, as the morning wore on and the people got crazier.  The segments are below in the order we did them Friday morning.  Here's my behind the scenes on each segment:  In the first one, when we started the segment, there was no one under the solar tent, it was completely empty.  Somehow, during the segment the producers found some people to run under there to fill out the space.  So when I turned to start talking about it, I was like "Oh, there's people under here."  In the second segment, people were starting to get nuts, and they were really close behind our chairs.  Someone actually was hitting my mic pack while I was talking, which was strange to say the least.  In the beginning of the third segment, you can see me checking my notes, something I never, ever do.  I always memorize, since I'm an expert I should know what I'm talking about, but for three segments, I just had to have some help.  How do you think I did?

And lastly, of course there were plenty of fashion tragedies on the beach.  I'll be updating soon with those, so make sure to check back!

Thanks so much to all the great partners who helped make these segments possible including: Lands' End, MiracleSuit, Physician's Formula, VPV Hypoallergenics, Bodum, & Beach Store.com.  And also to everyone from WPIX who were so sweet to ask me to be apart of their big day, and were very lovely and facilitating all morning long.

I must apologize, I've been slacking, and have not done a Do's and Don'ts on the street in far too long.  They are just somewhat labor intensive, and I let that keep me from sharing my priceless wit with you all, and for that I am sorry.

Anywho, the Do's and (mostly) Don'ts are back.  I spent a lovely evening having drinks on the street recently and there was thankfully plenty of fashion challenged fodder.  Hope you enjoy, and I promise to update with more soon!

Dear Lord this picture makes me uncomfortable.  The rolls.  I mean, wow.  What on earth is this woman thinking?  Does she have no one in her life to call attention to such an egregious faux pas.  I mean, forget Spanx, let's just start with something that actually fits you, and go from there.  Look, we can't all be a size two, but we can clearly make a bit more effort than what's occuring here.  I think I'm so stunned by her that I sort of fell into liking the girl next to her, even though she's having clear bra strap issues.  I just can't stop looking at the rolls, it's like a moth to a flabby flame.

This woman isn't as bad as the first.  In fact if the first woman wore something with a bit more structure like this, those rolls would be much better contained.  Still, I take issue with this pseudo and short sleeve t-shirt combo.  It's like she didn't really care about how she looked when putting most of the ensemble together, and then all of a sudden thought this strange vest would elevate the rest of the look.  It just seems incongruous to me.  Otherwise, she's really not bad though.

Is this the best look ever?  No.  But, sometimes you gotta take some fashion savvy where you can get it.  And the fact that this skirt matches the floral top rather well, and is accessorized with what looks like an unber-chic Goyard bag makes it a Do in my book.

You know what term I've been making use of a lot lately?  Douche Bag.  I keep finding more and more guys who seem to personify this term, and I think you'll all agree this guy does as well.  I mean, the fedora with the I think 5 layers of tops I'm seeing here and the lame jeans all qualify, but look closer and you'll truly get what I mean.  Do you see that thing hanging from his right hip?  That little bag.  You know what that is?  It's a Crown Royal bag.  Crown Royal.  As in the whiskey for dudes who don't have enough swagger for Courvoisier.  And this guy has a bag of it hanging off his belt.  Douche.  Bag.

You know, if I stop and think about it, this snarky little blog I work on can really be really be, like Oprah-aha fulfilling.  I mean, just when you think you've seen it all, you find people can still surprise you.  It's hard to tell from this photo, but this chick's top is sheer teal lace.  And what was she wearing under it?  That's right, a black lace bra, all set against her lovely, pastey white skin.  Then she paired a floral patterned skirt that looks very much like wall paper along with bright red ultra-suede shoes.  Wow, do people never cease to amaze me.  Thanks Oprah.

This shade of blue is actually quite nice and soothing, so nice this woman got a tad bit carried away with it.  Is it me, or does she kinda look like a super-hero in partial costume?  And let's talk a bit about fit.  Look at how tight that top is across the boob-age region.  Ladies, when you put on a tight, spandexy fabric like this, and you think no one will notice your bra line, stop lying to yourself.  We all notice.  Especially in a light color like this otherwise lovely robin's egg blue.

First off this little chick was out with her family for a casual evening, automatically making these tawdry shoes that don't even fit her feet innapropriate.  What truly pushes this moment over the edge is the even tawdrier french pedicure.  Just cheap, cheap, cheap.  The sad thing is I think this chick thinks she's got it going on in her heels and pedicure, but honey, you ain't.