I recently saw this Paki kid with a bouffant do. Blow dried and hair sprayed to perfection. On its own, it was enough to garner second and third glances from the crowd. But this kid had on a sparkly purple dress shirt and green contacts. Not that there's anything wrong with that. On second thought, everything is wrong with that. I wrote a haiku about it...

Hey liberaci,
Out of your closet, green eyes
gaze. Jeeti raho.