Welcome to the first edition of Fashionista Fashionblister. This is not here to talk about the latest designer threads, bags, accessories and such because I don't really have much of an idea about such stuff. This is to talk about how some outfits are so badly put together that they become visually assaulting, burns the retinas and blisters the mind, causing acute anguish, distress and trauma to family, friends and passers-by.
I hereby declare first (to prevent flaming) I am not very good a dresser myself because I do not have a very acute sense of colour, style and coordination but I know a disaster and a victim when I see one! Allow us to view now, Case file 0001.
If you fail to notice anything wrong, wonderful, you are as sartorially challenged as 0001. And in case you fail to realise which is 0001, please leave me your contact or send me your picture to the email address at the bottom of the television screen to sign up as future case files because I think you might have potential. Anyway, moving on.
As we know, money can buy you pretty things, like that designer bag 0001 is toting, but it CANNOT buy you style. I heard metallics are in this season (really?) but like in the case of 'My Heart Will Go On', beating the life out of a good thing kills it. Okay, bad analogy. But you get the idea. 0001 was caught wearing a totally sequined top that looks like she was going off for her night job as a stand-in for the giant mirror ball in Ministry of Sound's main arena because it called in sick. Not only that, she's wearing a dark, glossy 'thing' (Shorts? Bermudas? Knee-length pants? I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!) that I couldn't tell whether it was a dark metallic colour or a glossy PVC thing. And those were on top of three-quarter length black leggings! Repeat after me: Too much of a good thing ain't good.
Oh, my gosh. It makes me want to cry and I haven't even started on her hair!