"Good Hoochie"

I don't EXACTLY know what a "Hoochie" is. All I know is that my little brother, Mark, and I used to think that was the absolute funniest word ever. And, once when he was in Vegas he found me this satirical t-shirt that was like the white-trash hybrid of Gucci and Hoochie and so basically in gold lettering it said "Hucci"...

Anyway, all of that is basically superfluous to this story, which goes like this. Today I walked into my office. Right away the receptionist looks at me and says "Wow, look at you! You look like a Hoochie!" I stared at her with my mouth agape!

I asked for clarification from my co-workers... "Catherine just called me a Hoochie! What is a Hoochie?!?!?" Since my nieces now read this blog on a regular basis, I won't repeat the definitions I was given. But, it was not pretty. I would basically say any term you would expect someone from a trailer park to call the girl who stole their man from them on "Cheaters" was mentioned.

The best part is this... I am wearing an white knee-length eyelet dress and a dark denim jacket...

So, I ask you, what EXACTLY about this outfit says "I am a Hoochie"?!? I swear, it looks like I just fell out of the GAP!

Jackie suggested that maybe it was the shoes!

Please note, after my stunned and puzzled reaction to Catherine's "compliment", she later tried to backpeddle by saying "I meant that in a good way, you look like a good Hoochie!" (Good Hoochie seems a bit oxymoronic to me!?!?!)