next up: SUEDE

what the fuck kind of name is that?  suede? oh give me a break!

that was a lovely start now, wasn't it?  sorry, but i just realized that PR starts in 33 minutes and i only got through two people last week.  (i told you that my A.D.D. was wretched.)  but this should be quick, because let's face it -- suede was one of the uninspired and lazy designers who used a tablecloth. and even worse, he used that blue and white checkered piece of shit that you only see in truck stop diners and maybe picnics in the midwest.

uggles!

i think the biggest problem tho is boyfriend was talking some major smack up until he wrapped that piece of paper around the form. "oh look at me i'm so cool and hip with my blue mohawk in a retro kind of way that is and i'm soooo sick of making millions and millions of dollars for other people that it's about time i was the goddamn millionaire SNAP!"

um, not with that dress, mister.