Implicit Truths

See, I’m a normal person, mostly. Sure I have a weakness for Japanese animated cartoons, but I’m a normal person. And I can’t imagine one instance where a person would wear some of the crap that’s paraded around as the newest fashion. It’s like this who bunch of people who all just tell each other how good they are when all of them are just a bunch of horrible, unimaginative, tryhards. No really, don’t take my word for it, just go have a look yourself, these ‘clothes’ are ridiculous and sadly, very few of them are flattering.

I mean, I’ve seen a couple of these things when they flash on the news: Lakmé India Fashion Week, and there’s all these women bouncing up and down a ramp and wearing stuff that just looks positively disgusting. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking from a moral angle, they all suck aesthetically. Let me give you a recipe for one of those clothes: Think of the most ugly thing on the planet, make cloth fit its form, cut random holes here and there, replace the cut cloth with fishnet, make a slit somewhere down the side, choose either a plunging neckline or cut the back out, heck! if you’re really in the mood get rid of both, now make 4 such dresses and make your model wear all of them, now put a pineapple on her head, brilliant! There you have it, lovely! Not really.

And now there are people worried that black people aren’t getting representation on the ramp! It’s like I woke up in some Bizarro world, they’re fighting to jump into the sewer. This is madness! The world has gone mad!