Sherry and I decided to do a spot of shopping this evening, and I must say, they were a couple of the most entertaining hours I’ve had in a long time. Because, you see, it is all about the fall fashions. And do you know what is in this fall?
Every. Fucking. Thing. Fall colours. Jewel tones. Primary colours. Pastels. Stripes. Sequins. Paisley. Cropped Edwardian frock coats. Victorian tailored peplum jackets. 40s screen siren pumps. Drop-waisted 80s knit butterfly blouses. And the nemesis of nemeses… skinny jeans.
It is magnificence.
We entertained a dear girl named Liz at The Bay with our running commentary on this fall’s shoe styles. I mean, hell, we walked over to the shoe department, and this was the first display we saw:
Now, the picture doesn’t do them justice. Those are all patent leather pumps. SHINY. And none with less than a 3-inch heel. The farther two pairs are at least four-inch. FABULOUS.
Here is the mannequin wearing my favourite pair. With fishnets (another of my passions):
They are SO much shinier than they look. Oh, how I covet them… Alas, not with these feets. *sigh*
Store after store, rack after rack, the glories kept coming. It was like the designers collectively threw up their hands and said, “Fuck it! We’re beat. Wear whatever you want…” And you know what? Not only can we wear whatever we want, we can wear it in any combination. Oh yes.
I shall leave you with a parting image, lest you doubt the veracity of my crowing:
That, my lovelies, is a black, crushed velvet, fitted-waist jacket with gold embroidery, gold beading, and sequins. And it was hanging next to a lurid, gauzy red-orange-purple paisley print ruffled pirate/tuxedo shirt. Cuz, hell, what ELSE would you put on with it?