Six pages.....

at first.....thought it would be impossible....now i find myself unable to cut off my thoughts for each element of this painting to ensure i keep at/around six pages. Oh editing--the cutting out of everything but the tastiest nuggets of insight, no wonder they give academy awards for you.

Fashion week...?

Is it bad I don’t give monkey’s butt about fashion week?

I swear I’m a girl. I swear I do enjoy looking nice and all that stuff, but fashion week?

The main problem I have with it, isn’t necessarily with it, but just that it’s a giant invitation for everyone (in the already immaculately dressed city of Paris) to UP THE ANTY [on themselves] and class the daily, “getting dressed” act up even more. PROBLEM. because now the decently fashionable populace crowding the sidewalks has turned into very fashionable populace. ERIKA NO LIKE.

Can I just hire that one short guy from project runway to flip through my closet and declare, “HONEY, I’m looking at a collection of tragic hot trannies who have just coalesced into one super-mega-hot-tranny-uncute-mess” and call it a day? Because honestly walking through the streets of Paris in my chucks / jeans / not silk clothing makes me feel like I’m Remy the rat and I just crawled out of a sewer. But unlike Ratatouille this shit ain’t [pixar] animated—its real life, and if that happened, it would be EFFING GROSSE.

And what’s up with the CRAZE??? I mean sure it’s cool, but its about as cool as if the world’s biggest “Magic The Gathering” Convention just rolled into town; and as far as I’m concerned, very high end fashion designers and MTG have at least two things in common for me: I know they exist, and I know that that other people like them more than I do, but beyond that my knowledge is limited…and to be frank, I’m not really planning / desiring to expand it. So have fun name throwing, and card exchanging folks, I’ve got a rainbow plaid jacket to zip up.