And it just keeps coming.
Common sense, is not so common after all. If I were to fine someone one ringgit everytime I see a fashion crime committed, trust me I would be a millionaire in a few months.
Drainpipes are back. Fine, like it or not, we all have to embrace it. I personally, hated the whole idea of drainpipes/leggings/tights. What was so great about the 80s anyways? Big, bad hair do and shoulder pads? (Although I was born in 1986, it didn't count because I wasn't an eligible member of the fashion community.)
Let's go back before the whole leggings craze began, shall we? In the 90s, surely one must remember that working women wore pantyhose a lot, adding to the formal working suit. Be it skin colour or black, it adds to the formality and compliments the whole outfit. Other than that, it was classified as sexy lingerie. Yes, those sort that you see in Lady Marmalade of Victoria Secret's ad campaign. Now the bells are ringing, aren't they?
Sure one can tell where this is going: Pantyhose/Leggings/Tights are not pants/trousers you idiots! They never did substitute for real pants, and they never will be! Hence, wearing a top that's just big enough to cover your ass and matching it with tights is like going out in public in your underwear. It doesn't matter how round, bouncy or perky your ass is. It's simply unacceptable. (And no, I'm not bitter about tights because I don't look good in them. This isn's the case of sour grapes. I'm famous for my fabulous legs)
Besides, the whole idea seems spastically retarded to me. It's like you can't afford to buy a proper pair of slacks/trousers to save your life. The whole idea of wearing a skirt is to show off your legs. Yes, that's why we don't really mind global warming. Our legs look great in skirts. If you're going to wear skirts or sundresses and match them with leggings, you're self-defeating the whole idea of skirts. Unless it's cold, of course. But generally, who would do such a thing in Malaysia? Lots, apparently. Zero common sense, zero fashion sense.
No, it's still not acceptable even though it has pretty sexy laces attached to it at the end. It doesn't matter if one morning a famous designer wakes up with an amnesia and starts to design leggings and force it in the fashion industry, it still isn't acceptable. Because know this, it is still underwear no matter how you design it.
I really pity those people whose iq levels are their waistlines. It gives them so little choice.
Be smart and take my advice because the whole world will thank me for it. If you can't dress yourself properly decent, then you're better off not leaving the house because you're only going to be an eyesore.
People who can't dress well should be put under house arrest, no?
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Wednesday, 2 July 2008
Thursday, 8 March 2007
Bored
I hate the way essays take over my life. Its those few weeks before end of term when people are out there having fun, and you're in writing your essays. Not that I want to go out, I just want the free time for myself, so I have the option of doing what I want and when I want it.
Out of 5 essays that I needed to do, I've done 2 so its a good sign. Its the second last week of term, and the week is ending, as obvious as it is.
But I love the fact that spring is coming or should I say, almost here! I have to say I'm really sick of cold weather and strong winds. There were daffodils growing near the castle keep. The weather's getting warmer. I can't wait for spring to come! Its a good excuse for me to go shopping for sun dresses and more shoes! And more tops! Believe me when I say all I have in my wardrobe are long sleeves. Well mostly. But I was, and am still known as the fashionista. I have my sense of fashion, I just keep it in, letting it out when the right time comes (obviously one of it is when my boyfriend comes to visit) I do not feel like I have to dress up just to prove to people I have money and a sense of fashion. Then again, its very subjective. Beauty is, after all in the eyes of the beholder. But I have to say, I am strongly against the supposedly 'in thing' right now: maternity gowns. Seriously. There's a reason why it is called so, duh? Big tummies are fugly, you feel that hiding it is of your utmost importance.( Well all of us are getting fatter ever since we arrive here in the UK, but seriously, there are other sort of clothes you can wear and look good in. I'm confused, isn't that what we all want?)
Hmmmm.... Maybe that's why I haven't been shopping. I haven't found the clothes that I like, even, what more love. Talk about bad sense of fashion. Who wants to wear drapes clumsily hanging on your body? Who wears heels with footless tights/ pantyhose? Who wears pantyhose that has a huge run on it? ( Come on it's not that expensive to get a new pair ) Please! Its hurting my eyes.
And darling, you should know that its skanky to wear heels with the price code sticker still on. S.K.A.N.K.Y. Peel it off? Trust me I'm giving you this advice for your own good.
And don't give me 'slack' stares. I've seen you in Boots in the self-tanning section browsing. You can never get my tan. ( I'm being so bitchy but I love my tan, and the best thing is that I don't have to do anything to get it, or make it stay ) Well of course if I stayed under the sun for too long, I'll look burnt and roasted. Just like OBS. Duh, malayan skin.
Out of 5 essays that I needed to do, I've done 2 so its a good sign. Its the second last week of term, and the week is ending, as obvious as it is.
But I love the fact that spring is coming or should I say, almost here! I have to say I'm really sick of cold weather and strong winds. There were daffodils growing near the castle keep. The weather's getting warmer. I can't wait for spring to come! Its a good excuse for me to go shopping for sun dresses and more shoes! And more tops! Believe me when I say all I have in my wardrobe are long sleeves. Well mostly. But I was, and am still known as the fashionista. I have my sense of fashion, I just keep it in, letting it out when the right time comes (obviously one of it is when my boyfriend comes to visit) I do not feel like I have to dress up just to prove to people I have money and a sense of fashion. Then again, its very subjective. Beauty is, after all in the eyes of the beholder. But I have to say, I am strongly against the supposedly 'in thing' right now: maternity gowns. Seriously. There's a reason why it is called so, duh? Big tummies are fugly, you feel that hiding it is of your utmost importance.( Well all of us are getting fatter ever since we arrive here in the UK, but seriously, there are other sort of clothes you can wear and look good in. I'm confused, isn't that what we all want?)
Hmmmm.... Maybe that's why I haven't been shopping. I haven't found the clothes that I like, even, what more love. Talk about bad sense of fashion. Who wants to wear drapes clumsily hanging on your body? Who wears heels with footless tights/ pantyhose? Who wears pantyhose that has a huge run on it? ( Come on it's not that expensive to get a new pair ) Please! Its hurting my eyes.
And darling, you should know that its skanky to wear heels with the price code sticker still on. S.K.A.N.K.Y. Peel it off? Trust me I'm giving you this advice for your own good.
And don't give me 'slack' stares. I've seen you in Boots in the self-tanning section browsing. You can never get my tan. ( I'm being so bitchy but I love my tan, and the best thing is that I don't have to do anything to get it, or make it stay ) Well of course if I stayed under the sun for too long, I'll look burnt and roasted. Just like OBS. Duh, malayan skin.
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