A Fashion Poem

A Fashion Poem-ish ....well, it's actually a vent session.

With fashion you have to completely submerge yourself within it, until you're unable to breathe.

You must channel your inner Vogue and pray that you're up-to-date with all the latest runway trends.

It's a lifestyle after all. And if you're not fully committed then you are wasting your time. You are either in or out.

If you have one foot in the door, then the outside world will surely grab you.

It will remind you of such fantasies do not exist.
Style does not exist.
Trends do not exist.
Designers do not exist to you.
For only the truly successful fashionistas know this.

In order to escape reality, you must become fashion.
You must die and then Live for it.
Resurrect your soul into the spirit of Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Louis, Versace.

For if you do not know Chanel quotes, then why are you here?

You literally can't sit with us because these Front Row seats are assigned!!!
Can I get a Anne Wintour!

So, consider this a warning.
It's not for the faint heart.
It's not for those who need a fashion fix.
Or a quick get rich scheme. No...
The Fakes will be exposed like a cheap knock off purchased in the back of an alley.
They know you are not REAL.

So, take heed. Reflect.
And Pray to the fashion Gods.
Or at least to the Designers who can invite you to Fashion Week.
Now, Can I get a Anne Wintour!

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Until Next Post!