Rant

The passle of nuveau-punk hip-scenester glam-rock fashionista avante garde indie punk style-whore bitches make me really tired.

They run their mouths about not fitting in and creating their own road to walk or being style trend-setters when ain't ne'er a one of y'all DOING SHIT NEW. Y'all ain't trendsetters. It's all been done. Down to the clowncake you slather on your faces.

I won't even take it out of America
Patent leather shoes? Dual textures and trimmings in tops? Stop by the 1910's
Belting your jackets? Layering your outlandish beaded jewelry? Low slung waistlines? Cloche hats and short hair? T-bar shoes? Try the 1920's
You still got that belt? Throw it over your dress or your shirt in the 1930's. Patent leather hadn't exited the scene yet so check out the high-heeled Mary Janes. Yeah, the fucking shoe, not the weed.
Wait - y'all hoes ain't gonna be able to stand me if keep taking it back like that...
You wanna wear spandex with skirts over it? Check out a Young MC Video.
Prince was one of the first to Parade around in his drawers like it was ok, but it was already on the scene, he was just letting the cat out the bag.
Salt & Pepa set off the haircut, not Kelis and just so you know, them conk&pomade tricks down south gave the flat-press curls and a-symmetrical cuts to that dynamic duo before it hit up here.
I don't even know where I put my door-knocker/shrimp(had flavas) earrings , but I'm sure they're around my mom's house some where.
Dolphin shorts with high heels were run all through by the valley girls.
I think June Cleaver rocked them polka dots with contrasting colors harder than any of y'all!
The slim jeans? Watch The Outsiders.
Those flat shoes, pointy-toed or rounded? If you're swift, you can catch an episode of Gidget.
I know there's a Native American rolling over in his grave wrapped in a pox infested blanket when the mohawk is bandied around. No respect.
Check out Cher and how much jewelry she wore.
Satin gloves, platform shoes, knee-hi's, thigh highs, pedal pushers (not just capris you dumb asses), wedges.
You are only emulating what has already occurred from the 19friggen10's until now.
I could go on for DAYS.
Trust me. I could.

And the worst part is how many of y'all think you are different? Look around you. If you and your whole crew can interchange clothes: you haven't done anything different. You're just following a trend fed to you. So go ahead, borrow your homegirls wide-body belt. Pull your polka dot shirt out of the closet, throw on your fishnet stocking and patent-leather sling backs, pile on the clunky glittery bracelets but while you're doing that would you all please shut the fuck up about how brand spanking new you are?

I wear what makes me feel and look good no matter if it's in style or not. Hell I don't even own anything polka dot at this point. Doesn't mean I won't buy it, I'm just saying. If it fits right and makes me feel like the world can kiss yet another portion of my ass, then I'll don it. Half the damn clothes in my closet are either hella old or purchased because their hella old or happened to be a piece I came across that I couldn't pass up. But I don't tell anyone I am different or a style-whore. I just wear what I wear and the consequences be damned.
I'm not saying that y'all don't look tasty but please the fuck please stop crowing about being so to the left 'cause you're not. It's all been done. Just rock your style and enjoy it. I could give a fuck about your identity crisis (in the inflected speech plural form) or your sneaker collection.


Now.
I'm going to go dust off my CB jacket and bust a move...

- shaking my head at these kids