IT HAS COME TO my attention that perhaps it is apt to delve back into that blackhole of human endevour called popular culture. And if pop culture is but a vacuous hole in time space, then surely musicians are but very singularity which rips atom from atom. It is literally a musician’s job to take culture and turn it on it’s head, so to turn to them for any sort of fashion would be like looking to a hooker for advice on what to wear to a wedding. Nonetheless.
Much attention has been given to her outfit during the performance but I quite am taken by this. She looks like a beautiful flightless bird. A bird that later laid a spotted egg.
At last. Now I can say with certaint that I live in the future.
T-Pain sort of reminds me of some kind of scary Willy Wonka. And that is really saying something.
I don’t know who all of those chaps are, but they illustrate a common trend I have been noticing: the use of greys and blacks at parties. Personally, I think such a combination makes one look a bit like an office drone, textures and fancy hat be damned.
I don’t know exactly what to think of these chaps. As you get to know me, dear Reader, I am a lover of that feat of precision called the military dress uniform, so these fellows coordinated outfits fill me with a strange feeling I can only describe as sheer terror. Also, their coordination is a surpring decision. Do they believe themselves to be a late 90’s R&B group from Philadelphia?
Dear me. I suppose things could get worse.
Actually I must admit these fellows aren’t terrible this time, aside from their self-assuredness. What is that one on the left doing? Stop using your Jedi mind tricks on us, lad.