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([personal profile] catelin Oct. 27th, 2001 01:31 pm)
I took a quick break from my editing work today to peruse a fashion magazine that a friend left in my car. This is probably the first time I've even picked one up in about ten years. I hate the fucking things...for so many different reasons that there's not even enough time to get into it. I've always just worn what I wanted, without much of a sense of whether it was in or not. I pretty much keep the same groove, fashionwise, and alternate between semi-hip and uberdork depending on what the outside world is cooing over at the time. I love people who just do their own thing and the rest of the world be damned. People who wear things because they make them feel good...not necessarily because they make them look good. I looked through the pages of this latest rag literally guffawing at some of the outfits these chicks are wearing. Joke's on you, honey must be the theme of the couturieres this season. When did it become stylish to starve yourself to the point where you look like a freakin' praying mantis!!?? Is heroin making yet another round with the models/actresses again? Or did it just never leave? I also see that cockroach killers are back in style. You know, those pointy-toe Witchy Poo shoes and boots? That's a fashion trend I'll glady ignore yet again. My tootsies need room to wiggle, thanks. I'm not going for the ankle-breaking stiletto heels either. Nope. I'll stick with my German prison matron clunkers. My grandmother wore those pointed stiletto heels for years...her feet looked like twisted roots by the time she was sixty. Pretty shoes, ugly feet, she'd say. Oh, and evidently the whole Flashdance thing is back. What a feeling. Yeah, right. So I'll stick to my bliss out here in the sticks, where I can wear whatever I want...or nothing at all. And where all the white trash fat boys wear belly shirts without even knowing how cool they are. ; )

From: [identity profile] nandan.livejournal.com


How do fashion editors keep a straight face at the couture shows? What I mind is that a Kate Spade vinyl bag which doesn't look like all that fucking much, is more expensive than good leather. The world has gone mad.
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From: [identity profile] catelin.livejournal.com


Well, I'm a chronic thrift-a-holic. I can't even bear to spend $20 on a shirt...much less $2000! I don't even see how anyone could enjoy a shirt that costs that much. If I get rich enough to throw down that kind of change for a shirt...I'll get a $2 one at Goodwill and use the other $1998 for travel money. : )

From: [identity profile] nandan.livejournal.com


Oh by the way, I think I still have my green Dartmouth sweatshirt with the ripped neckline and my purple leg warmers. It was a good look for the teenage set, back in 1980, anyway. What a feeling!


From: [identity profile] anonymousblack.livejournal.com


(in a plaid flannel way past grunge, a cure shirt well past a cure, and flare jeans with knees wide shut-- )

cate.
i adore you.
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From: [identity profile] catelin.livejournal.com


Oh, do I ever love The Cure! And I adore you too! : )

From: [identity profile] ex-digitalis869.livejournal.com


Right on says the boy in jeans and sweatshirt and black, black boots.
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From: [identity profile] catelin.livejournal.com


Now that's an outfit that never, ever goes out of style!

From: [identity profile] chaizzilla.livejournal.com


who needs global consciousness when there's a rave tonight?
can i sit on you? thanks! isn't this DJ great? have you checked out the chillout room?
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From: [identity profile] catelin.livejournal.com


Rave's piss me off. The whole concept just cries out for having the living crap beat out of it.

From: [identity profile] chaizzilla.livejournal.com


there's actually still some raves that don't suck, they're usually more like big private parties organized by a group of folks mostly for themselves, but i dunno if the two really merit the same term. i kept hearing the 90s were supposed to make the 60s look like the 50s, and in some ways i thought, well, you know, i can sorta see it, but wtf is up w/all the tit jobs and extra packaging.. something big was missing. it was the very thing i felt relief i could finally let go of when clinton won the presidency. political awareness. end of the cold war, no looking back, the last 12 years had to have been such a stark and horrid nightmare we'd never elect the same cronies again. i was so fucking wrong i can't wrap my head around it. i remember almost wanting bush sr. to have a second term b/c after 4 more years the ire of the people would be so enflamed the whole thing would shift left under sheer pressure. but we just went whew! and took off for the party.
when bush won i squeaked out a prayer to gore to not quit fighting till every trick and resource was used up coz it was big what he was willing to let himself look like a sore loser over, but when it was over i went back to refusing to watch the news b/c i'd always end up angry and upset afterward, & just hoped no big shit would go down between then & bushjr getting the boot. mis-cal-cu-la-tion. i'm waiting to hear we're going to march on dc like we did in 91, but i haven't heard it yet. nothing we did then meant shit & nobody remembers why we were there. all the same questions are being asked all over again, it's like being sent back to high school. FIDGET.
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