Don't Show-cha Your Chocha: Maybe This No Pants Dance is Here to Stay

Today is Presidents Day in the United States, and I can't think of a better way to honor George Washington than with a blog post full of chochas. If you're just joining us here at Daddy Likey, and would like an explanation of this Don't Show-cha Your Chocha business, please click here for the official intro. If you've been reading for years and are still confused, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do for you.

One of this week's contributors, Brooke, declared in her email: "Maybe this no pants dance is here to stay." This phrase has quickly become my life motto and personal creed. Now let's get this George Washington birthday party started:

Vigilant reader Caroline found this gem in a catalog her neighbor left in the entryway:

She says: I like how the model actually looks pissed, as though the photographer just asked her who does her waxing.

This lady is totally owning it:

Reader Silje explains: I came across an exquisite chocha-shot on a Norwegian website that I just had to share with you and all the Daddy Likey readers.

From the aforementioned very clever Brooke:

She ponders: Do you think celebrity stylists don't realize how tall their clients are?

On that note, here are a couple shots of DSYC favorite, Taylor Momsen:

Says Liz: Seriously, I can see the crotch seam of her tights in that first pic. No way that's a dress!

Says S: Perhaps the costumers in Gossip Girl should think twice before they give her a shirt to wear as a dress.

This poor model shall henceforth be known as the Queen of Clenching:

Says Heather: I'm pretty sure some bad/creepy photoshop went into cover this chocha.

Here's a perfect chocha submission and synopsis from lovely reader Erica:

This chocha offender is not nearly as bad as some of the usual suspects, but it was particularly alarming to me given that 1) Banana Republic is supposed to offer modest-ish office wear, and 2) I have super short legs, and mini skirts often go to my knees, yet their “business appropriate” dresses that I tried on the other day there were freakishly short on me.

Umm...yeah:

Says Beth: Yes, I know, anything from Pam Anderson is kind of cheating, but seriously? What is that? The safety pin bracelet tells me this was her 6th grade home ec project.

Next up, these hilarious photos from Lisa:

She says: What I love is the latest innovations in posing to avoid imminent chocha exposure... origami style.

Izzy titled this one, "Expensive Chocha:"

She says: As I was flipping through pictures of the Versace Spring 2010 in my living room, I saw this dangerously placed slit and immediately cried out "Chocha!" Needless to say, I received some very strange glances from my 13 year old brother.

Another concerned reader wrote: I'm scared that if i keep looking I'll actually see real chocha.

Ami found these "scary orange chochas" and sent them in right away:

Scary orange chochas, indeed. Yowza.

And finally, a photo that reminds me of my favorite poem, "I Know Why the Caged Chocha Sings:"

Says Alexandra: I think this is taking chocha-baring to a whole 'nother level, a level I wasn't quite sure existed. [Editor's note: But it's so sparkly!]

Thanks so much to all the DSYC agents working around the clock around the world for truth, justice, and bottoms. Think you have what it takes? Send me your finds: daddylikeyblog@gmail.com