Life and Fashion as we know it.

Category: Burst of thought.

Welcome to my blog, its got a new look. One that makes ABSOLUTELY no sense. I have no taste in color, style and combinations. And it shows! The blue-green combination that u see, leaves u disconcerted! Hell, it leaves ME disconcerted!! And i dont get disconcerted easily!

And you wonder. Man took to art like chicks take to credit cards. The basic science of color, should be inherent, people should know that black goes with gold , and white goes with blue. Pink goes with nothing, except hot chicks, but that isnt a color... i dont think it is. In fact, they go with anything, disconcerting to say the least....

And then comes fashion. This is some hoopla initiated by tailors i think. Lets really think about this. Long long ago, when some gay dood couldnt till the land, or craft weapons, and liked to play with dolls, he must have thought, hey! people need better leaves to wear! and would have gone about making his leaves into wearable shrubs. when people came to try it on, his heart would have known no bounds, when he would see people get into his shrubs, and feel happy about it. Now he had a valid reason to play with his dolls, tailoring subjects he would say.

After getting enough goats for his shrubs, or maybe fruits or eggs in barter, he might have sat down, counted his chickens, after they hatched, and made kababs. Life would have been BRILLIANT for a good while, but after his entire colony got the shrubs and rival gay people had their own shrub outlets, he would have run out of good meat. and fruits. Fruit runs out of fruit, not a good thing to happen!

So he would have been like, how can i get more fruits (in today's world, the word is money/business). And then, he would see the shrubs go pale brown, crumple and fall off, seeing how he made them in spring. So he would make the FALL collection, using pine cones and needles. Itchy and scratchy, but they last. He would have found some evergreen leaves, and made new thingies. And so began Spring and Fall collections. More goats, more fruits.

But competition has a way of catching up.... there is ALWAYS someone who cant get original, and likes to make money off other people's ideas. He calls it variety, we call it stealing. But this guy is brilliant... gay, but brilliant. So he finds a way of introducing brands. Says, you have nothing unless u have beech tree shrubs. comfortable, silky smooth and evergreen! Now, with added flowers to make u smell good, even if u do something bad and smelly, and yellow.

Time raged on, and the unknown gay tailor gave way to today's fashionista. Now THEY decide what color combos are good, what are not. THEY make clothes for people and charge them so much money for something they drew up a few days back. Something that a second standard kid could do. I mean, a hole here, a tear there, and its fashion now. Hell, its not clothes anymore that's fashionable... its NO CLOTHES that are fashionable. I m sure, someone ought there is thinking, one with nature and all, i m sure one with nature u sick psycho! Just want to see naked chicks everyday, dont you!

And so here i am, color combination less, brand less. I am back, to churn ur innards, and drive u mad.

Welcome back to my technicolor musings.