Fringe Kink

Fabulous expression. Try it, toss it around. For example:

Grey Cup half-time show butt cleavage, like OMG that's so fringe kink.

Don't get any funky ideas, the butt cleaveage was Lenny's not mine, and there were multiple glimpses into the cavernous depths of the BC. Gratuitous really. Not a big fan of the big C upfront, behind or down low in the toes (perhaps the most offensive.)

Getting back to the root of the expression, courtesy of the Globe and Mail http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20071129.wlgenex29/EmailBNStory/lifeFamily/home:
"What men love is a "lack of embarrassment for any body you have," a fiftysomething Romeo explains. "If you're wearing a tent, it means you are ashamed." Instead, wear body-conscious clothes. Channel the European woman who is elegant and bien dans sa peau. It's a refined cougarishness, minus the claws."

Keep the claws, they're so fringe kink! But ditch the over-the-hill romance novel covergramp. He's killing your fringe kink vibe.

Here's the last word on the word of the week. I'm recently into football, the American kind, not footie, after going to a few Patriot's games. Seeing as I am casting my net northward, I thought I would reconnect with my compatriots and watch the CFL namely the Grey Cup. I tuned in to see, hundreds of women screaming for the "roughriders." Now that's fringe kink.