Thu 27 Nov 2008
No. 51 The Chancer’s Formbook: Fashion
Posted by Jeffman under chancer's formbook, satire
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Ah, the fickle world of fashion. Populated by preening poseurs, pretentious pillocks, and temperamental tossers. A shallower arena of vacuous whores, brainless drama queens, and slaves to the god of money, you’d be hard-pressed to find.

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So how would one define fashion?
Well I took the liberty of peeking into the Not What it Used to Be Dictionary of Foolishness and found the following:
Fashion [fash-uh n] noun, verb, idiom
- Looking at what someone else is wearing before making a purchase yourself.
Indeed so. Fashion is dictated by a cabal of ludicrously attired and obscenely overpaid designers who would readily sell you the shirt off your own back at four times the price you paid for it, and then proceed to make you feel guilty for breathing the same air as them. It is from this arcane collective (I hesitate to use the word thinktank) that the clothes you or I wear filter down to the high street. Like shit down a hillside in a particularly heavy rainstorm.



