i want to be a liar when i grow up!
uhm, i want to be a fashion stylist.
why?
they get paid decently to look like fucking retards, go to random parties and drink/socialize, and did i mention they get to look like fucking crappy all the while pretending not to?
kinda fucking amazing.
check out the "street style" from style.com's fashion week pages: http://www.style.com/peopleparties/street/021506
amoung my favorites, jarvis cocker's wife(?): Stylist Camille Bidault-Waddington, who looks like a homeless lady that shopped at an upper east side salvation army. wtf?! just because shit is designer people get away with so much bad fashion sense? shit is fucking irritating. i mean, it seems the more layers/textures/patterns/colors/styles people can mix into one outfit (without using latex/vinyl), the more stylish they are. the only outfit that looked remotely okay was the one worn by "model Irina Lazareanu" and i suspect thats becaue shes a fucking model and models always look good.
but still, i want a job doing it because i bet it'd be decently fun and mindless. i could totally dress retarded and then pretend that it was "stylish". like realllllly, other than pretending im hrabal or alan alda in a bar when drunk, what the fuck is more fun?!
i mean, seriously, do these people look in the fucking mirror? this woman, stylist Lori Goldstein, looks like my fucking middle school librarian trying to look hip circa 1991. does she not realize that the fucking boxy top shes wearing makes her large breasts look too large thus balooning the shirt out and making her stomach look even larger than her ginormous breasts? what the fuck? i'm totally irritated. sorry.
why?
they get paid decently to look like fucking retards, go to random parties and drink/socialize, and did i mention they get to look like fucking crappy all the while pretending not to?
kinda fucking amazing.
check out the "street style" from style.com's fashion week pages: http://www.style.com/peopleparties/street/021506
amoung my favorites, jarvis cocker's wife(?): Stylist Camille Bidault-Waddington, who looks like a homeless lady that shopped at an upper east side salvation army. wtf?! just because shit is designer people get away with so much bad fashion sense? shit is fucking irritating. i mean, it seems the more layers/textures/patterns/colors/styles people can mix into one outfit (without using latex/vinyl), the more stylish they are. the only outfit that looked remotely okay was the one worn by "model Irina Lazareanu" and i suspect thats becaue shes a fucking model and models always look good.
but still, i want a job doing it because i bet it'd be decently fun and mindless. i could totally dress retarded and then pretend that it was "stylish". like realllllly, other than pretending im hrabal or alan alda in a bar when drunk, what the fuck is more fun?!
i mean, seriously, do these people look in the fucking mirror? this woman, stylist Lori Goldstein, looks like my fucking middle school librarian trying to look hip circa 1991. does she not realize that the fucking boxy top shes wearing makes her large breasts look too large thus balooning the shirt out and making her stomach look even larger than her ginormous breasts? what the fuck? i'm totally irritated. sorry.