4 posts tagged “fashion”
I'm the music director for a fashion show in NYC called Fusion. (www.fusionfashionshow.com)
As a single gal in NYC, most people are amazed that I have yet to slit my own wrists at the thought of being single in this city full of love, flowers, and Tiffany's.
So like i said before, the Japanese are crazy. If that crazy phone wasn't enough, they decide to have a hypothetical fashion show, with a hypothetical prize that the people will win [hopefully] when some American company [unnamed] starts shipping rich people into space for funsies. And I mean, I know that being able to breathe and not be sucked into space and destroyed is sorta important...but looking FIERCE is clearly more of a priority.
I realize it has been awhile. I had decided long ago to give up any sort of affair with the interblogging realm of what-have-you. It was a fad, a farce. I was kidding myself thinking I could possibly keep up with a daily, witty anecdote of my highly uneventful life and the thoughts i procure in it.
...Then I graduated college. And had absolutely nothing better to do with my life in general as a rule. I spend my days guessing what new suspender-tie-shirt combination Larry King will come up with next, my nights (and subsequent mornings) wondering why I am still awake and 'why don't I just do something about it?' (thanks mom.) So after two-ish years of hiatus from my attempts at internet engaging hilarity, I am back to shamelessly attempt some sort of funnies to bring to you, my adoring public. Which means me, myself, and I. This is fine.
But, I do have a bone to pick with Hilary Clinton's stylist, and the invention of the multi-colored pantsuit in general.
...Really? I understand that she is a female in an undoubtedly male-dominated field, and she needs to stand strong. I am a woman but I am powerful! I have proverbial balls (or maybe real ones; jury's still out)! I am cut throat! I don't wear skirts because I am running at a fever pitch and must cover my legs for modesty's sake! I don't cry crocodile tears (debatable)! And she also has to look feminine. Pink! Yellow! Teal! Now Clinton Kelly and Stacy London I am not, I do know that if you're running for president, and you need to be taken seriously....you do not want to place attention on your birthing hips. This, is what her pantsuits (too long jackets! tapered pants! PLEATS!) do to you. Now, being the educated young woman that I am, I could come at you with the issues I have on her campaign tactics, her skewed numbers, and her shady politics, but instead I will brood on the superficial. Because.
Hey, at least we know she could probably throw a baseball better than Mariah Carey can.
