It may be a bit odd for someone who frequently flags the feminist flag to get super excited about a visit to Hooters. But it's yet another one of those wonderfully tasteless concepts that needed to be checked out. Besides, at the end of the day it's tight tops and boobs - and feminism really should have bigger concerns than that (but if I get started on that this will go on for miles and miles).
And in the day and age of Miley Cyrus videos, Hooters is hardly that provocative.
The thing with Hooters is, it's basically like the suburb basement after school club of teenage boys in the 60's - only with alcohol and actual real living girls.
Apart from the teeny tiny uniform and the most bland mojito I have ever had, it's about as awful as any other big American concept chains.... Yes, I am too much of a snob for Hard Rock Cafes, Planet Hollywoods and TGI Fridays.
However, I still have no problems with neither tight tops or boobs.
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| Yes, owls are what you think of when someone says 'Hooters'. |
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| Yep - I brought the nieces to Hooters. They even got crayons! |
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| Very classy interiors as expected. |
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| The history of the club house turned bar. |
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