Big fat festive pre wedding
As the Fashionistas come back from Famelagland.
Come the memoirs of that sporadic flash of a tailor made scissor cut dresses, all among the clean girl turned mob wives. Someone designed them for sure.
The boring styles of accomplished men basking in ethnicity couture & women in shimmering sequins, straight out from the capsule wardrobes in barbiequeued makeup, nude lips & dopey eyes can be talked about at length.
Smell the coffee or read the tea but one does suspect that all these ensembles whether high, low or indistinguishable, come from discount malls.
Well, for some the deep secret of capitalism is the fundamental right to buy Gucci at Pucci prices while for others who bask in serendipity can go for the best designers & yet there are those who reach for the flowers but are just a meme.
And so we know that the bad boys of business, show business & 'more' are always good at whatever they do.
Its just that some thoughts matured into ideas, seeked objectives, gained traction & there we are.
What the Gods of fashion are enthralled with whether the looks, the showcasing or the feel good of what you wear takes some real faith & devoutfulness.
