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So in true style of sydney's scenster crowd, I found myself listening into an extremely high pitched conversation (as you do) outside 77. 77, which previously was one of the places to go for an amazing night out- has unfortunately turned into home for Sydneys myspace whores.
these so called myspace whores and whorettes who have no fear of the cold, winter breeze.
Or are living proof of the concept that too much fake tan can never be bad for you- and definitely not turn you into an orange.
Or that by raiding grandpa's old 1920s closet will never turn you into a fashion victim.
So, I'm taking a moment out of my life to share with you the overwhelming question that floods my mind after a night out- what on earth is happening to the male fashion sense?
By far the worst offender was wearing an old worn well-loved blue sweat pants wiht attached socks. The conversation ensuing was:
boy- HOW COOL ARE MY NEW PANTS
girl- OH MY GAWD where did you get them from i want a pair (because the color matches obscenely well with orange skin tone)
boy- oh well i glued it together and found it somewhere so amazing!
girl- artist! artist!
oh sydney, you do provide me numerous opportunities to soil myself from laughing. And disbelief.
these so called myspace whores and whorettes who have no fear of the cold, winter breeze.
Or are living proof of the concept that too much fake tan can never be bad for you- and definitely not turn you into an orange.
Or that by raiding grandpa's old 1920s closet will never turn you into a fashion victim.
So, I'm taking a moment out of my life to share with you the overwhelming question that floods my mind after a night out- what on earth is happening to the male fashion sense?
By far the worst offender was wearing an old worn well-loved blue sweat pants wiht attached socks. The conversation ensuing was:
boy- HOW COOL ARE MY NEW PANTS
girl- OH MY GAWD where did you get them from i want a pair (because the color matches obscenely well with orange skin tone)
boy- oh well i glued it together and found it somewhere so amazing!
girl- artist! artist!
oh sydney, you do provide me numerous opportunities to soil myself from laughing. And disbelief.