fashion observations
having been at an oh-so-luxurious luxury design house for a full six months now, one alarmingly disarming realization has come into play:
fashion is based on the not eating of ramen.
let me elaborate…
fashion pays peanuts. and by peanuts i mean the two-bit generic store kind that has faux salt.
and to work in fashion you must a) be skinny and b) look the part at all times.
the catch? employee discounts don’t really bring down the luxury prices to your peanut-salary-level, so in order to play the part, you need to spend.
which in turns means, you need ramen.
lots and lots of noodle ramen. (because it’s the only thing you can now afford after blowing your entire paycheck on a silk beaded dress you can only wear once.)
and what does ramen do? it makes you bloated…ALWAYS. and just in case you didn’t know, bloated = not fashionable.
so in order to look good, you have to eat things that make you look fat, which in turn makes you not look good.
rude.
fashion…it’s a cruel, cruel world.
