Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Here comes the summer...

Normally, I am not a huge fan of the summer. The high heat, sun, sweat. It sucks. But after moving out of the South and enduring New York's brutal winter season, I welcome the summer rays with open arms.

So what shall we wear?

Alexander McQueen Spring 2008



Shorts.

I wear them even in the winter. Now that it will be too warm for tights, I need to get a tan on my pasty gams! Her's look nice though. Mine will blind people.





Cascading colours.

Red and silver?
Like blood and metal.
Who would of thought?
They just seem to melt into each other as if they were meant to be. I would wear this over my bathing suit at the beach. Fuck the sand, it only cost $4,000.




Butterflies encircling my head...


Ya, it would never happen. You're lucky if a bird even shits on you.
This is what I would imagine would happen to me if I was laying in the grass and smoking pot with Bradford in Strawberry Fields. I mean the butterflies, not the bird shit.




Architecture.

This is like wearing the coolest new modern building on your block.
Ever notice the railing on that staircase? There it is.
Ready to wear.




Dead shit.

This is why McQueen is the shit.
Fuck Peta.
Fuck animal rights.
Let's just use the whole damn bird.
He probably even ate the other parts so they didn't go to waste.
Genius.