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A person who has died & fallen victim to a necrophiliac. Usually refering to a virgin or elderly type.
01. My grandmother, who is 92, was post mortem sleaze in the morgue of the hospital.
02. One mortician to another, "I fucked that sleaze the other day, tight pussy, even tighter ass."
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Someone who name drops and is a sleazy one, like really bad at it
She is such a name dropping sleaze! Dragging my name through the dirt!
The action of punching your girlfriend in the eye then cuming on the black eye.
That bitch bit my dick so have her a black berry sleaze cake.
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Something a little greasy like a pastry, but sleazy like the IT guy peepin some cleavage while he uselessly double clicks your mouse.
Zak, get to fucking work you god-damned sleaze muffin.
Someone from Philadelphia or the surrounding area whose vagina resembles a loose meat Philly sub sandwich
Her vagine ain’t clean and looks like a Philly sleaze steak
a sleaze who tends to fester too close to those around them.
“On the music express there was a festering sleaze creeping to close”
Combining classy preppy style with an ignorant twist, Prep Sleaze is an aesthetic that blends two seemingly opposing worlds: the polished, traditional vibe of early 2000s East Coast prep culture and the grittier, self-aware attitude of postmodern rebellion. It’s both a nod to prep’s clean-cut heritage and a critique of its exclusivity and aspirational ideals, thriving on deliberate contradiction.
At its core, this style finds balance in the absurd—pairing a $1,200 Ralph Lauren Purple Label polo with $20 thrift-store jeans, scuffed Sperry Top-Siders with chinos that have been dragged through the mud, or wearing untucked and wrinkled oxford shirts with grass-stained white jeans. It’s a visual language that both celebrates and mocks privilege, where the pristine world of yacht clubs and Ivy League campuses meets the raw, unpolished aesthetic of dive bars and thrift racks.
Prep Sleaze isn’t just about fashion—it’s an attitude. It’s not trying to fit in; it’s poking fun at the very concept of fitting in. Imagine throwing on a Vineyard Vines polo in 2024, smoking a cigarette, and saying, “Fuck it. Why not?” It’s that tension—the irony and rebellion—that makes it cool.
“A wrinkled button-down with thrifted beat-up jeans, on a 100 foot yacht. That’s prep sleaze.”