No kidding, I saw a woman at Starbucks wearing a royal blue velour sweatsuit. Her pants were tucked into furry white boots that looked like small yappy dogs and she was wearing J.Lo sunglasses. She ordered--
and returned--a grande green tea latte, which the barista let sit on the pick-up counter. After three minutes of staring at her lipstick stained to-go cup, I'd totally lost my appetite.