We can discuss when you come back out from under your chairs. Guess I should have warned you.
January 13, 2011
Thursdays are for What the Hell is This?
Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to bring you Tblisi Fashion Week!
We can discuss when you come back out from under your chairs. Guess I should have warned you.
We can discuss when you come back out from under your chairs. Guess I should have warned you.
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What? Seriously, with all respect, can anyone explain this?
Explain? Well, from what I've heard, Georgia is a crazy place.
I always sort of wonder what the models are wearing at fashion shows say about the current mindset of our culture, and now I have decided I just don't want to know anymore...
Ah, the warm and friendly climes of the Former Soviet Union...
Well, Martha, I suspect that this is what happens after years of oppression and Big Brother government. You get spaghetti/pizza/spikes shirts. You get anti-gravity hair. You get complexions so bad that even models wear masks. It's a sad commentary on life. Yee-gods.
O M G.
We have a new winner. This is top-of-the-class, exemplary, iconic Thursday. The worst and scariest ever.
-- Gretchen
Are these the creature mock-ups from the next Aliens vs Predator movie? Iiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
I kind of like the spaghetti one. I wear spaghetti often. Now I can tell people I'm doing it on purpose instead of just being a slob. Perfect.
Wow, I never thought of eating spaghetti with my knitting needles. I will remember that next time I can't find my chopsticks.
Hmm, one might say a hair raising experience.
How very umm . . . unique.
That first one looks like the mob hit that interrupted Tony Soprano's pasta and "gravy".
Remember that commercial showing Soviet fashion - Svimvare, eveningk wear - and it was all the same fireplug shaped woman in a housedress and babushka? That was funny and true to Soviet life. If this is the artistic aspiration of post-Soviet fashion, bring back the svimvare!
LOL. That first one looks like what I had for dinner last night. The others look like the monsters from my childhood nightmares.
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