Apparently, my iPod is a big Smiths fan. Everytime I put it on shuffle, it starts off with a Smiths song and then plays one every couple of songs. You must have a lot of Smiths songs on there then you say, well not really. I think my iPod just really likes Morrissey. That's why we get along so well, my iPod and I. And me. Whatever.
Apparently, some woman on the train thought it was a good idea to purchase a winter coat that looks like one of those quilted plastic baby diaper changing mats AND she chose to purchase it in white so it would most resemble an easily wipe-able baby-shit mat and then paired it with a baby-pink scarf to really drive the look home. I'm sorry to be so critical but really, it looked just like she was wearing a diaper-changing mat with arms. Why? Why would she choose this of her own free will? Maybe she didn't. Maybe she was forced to by some kind of overlord and here I am, dissing her fashion choices while she may have been reluctantly submitting to the wills of her masters/mistresses.
I am no leader in style myself, but I feel people should at least, at the very least, try not to wear things that look like they were meant for easily wiping poo off. Off of. Offnessly of-ing....
Apparently, spring is over after 3 days. Summer and autumn have forfeited and we are straight back to hell-cold winter. yay.
Apparently, I am overusing the word apparently.
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