torrid (adj.) – excessively hot;
extremely passionate
for
your edification: For this one, it helps if you live in
Anytown, USA and have been to a shopping mall in your life. If you don’t and you haven’t, then it would
help if you could just picture a shopping mall.
You see, there’s this store in American shopping malls these days, and
it is called Torrid. Just to give you a visual, the store Torrid is a clothing store in
which the target consumer is the plus-sized teen. (For those of you unfamiliar with the
euphemism “plus-sized”, it means clothing designed for the larger set.) And, by definition, torrid means “excessively hot” or “extremely passionate.”
Okay. Now
I feel that we should talk this over. Somewhere,
in some office building, there was a business meeting in which some group of seemingly
intelligent, businessperson-type adults pitched this idea for a new store that
would sell apparel for the larger teen girl.
Great! I think that’s wonderful. But then, someone in that group of adults sitting
in that important business meeting was like, “But, what should we call this
store where we sell trendy apparel for the bigger gals? Hmmm.
I’m thinking it doesn’t need to be entirely appropriate or anything. Like, maybe we could just pick some SAT word
in which most parents won’t realize the definition is really something
completely inappropriate (and as a bonus, may include sexual connotations!) for their larger-sized daughters. Hmmm.
Let’s think. What’s another word
for ‘excessively hot’ or ‘extremely passionate’? That’s just what I feel these perhaps-slightly-overweight
teen girls should be. Oh! I’ve got it:
torrid. Yes!
That, by definition, is so, so
hot. So very, very passionate. It’s
perfect!” It's really the perfect feel-good American story, eh? No matter your size, creepy adults want to slut you up. I think Celine Dion even has a song about it.
examplification - Birthmark
Tony: Dude, I cannot tell a lie. I don’t know what that Torrid store sells in East Point Mall, but the girls in all
the ads and their excessively hot, torrid bodies are bringing the kind of
thunder I need in my life.
Reginald: My sister used to shop there but she gained
about a buck twenty and now she has to special order all her clothes from the
Internet.
Birthmark
Tony: Yo, can you text me her number?
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