The other Saturday I was sitting home, bored and alone with absolutely nothing to do. So, I do what any other girl would do (well, at least i think it'd be what any other girl would do), and start making potential outfits out of the clothes in my closet. Occasionally glancing at the pile of unfinished homework on my bed, I decided to try and remember how much I bought each item for.
Then my mind started to wander, as it often does, and I decided to surf the inter web. I found myself, with clothing and fashion still at the back of my mind, at the Dior website. The models, about the size of my good arm, were wearing, well, to put it bluntly, WEIRD stuff. I could never ever imagine anybody in their right mind wearing any of that stuff to school. Then, though, I remembered what my friends at project runway always say, fashion, just like painting and drawing, is an art. It did look pretty...kind of, but still, it was nothing I or anyone I know would ever wear.
But, I thought, they must sell wearable clothes. I then proceeded to the Saks
A flannel bag of a dress, an Yves Saint Laurent original, would empty my bank account of 1,250 USD. Well, if my bank account had that much in it to be emptied of. Seriously, though, it looked as if somebody cut holes for the arms and a hole where they expected the head to go. And I'm not at all exaggerating. Well, I might be a little, but still.
The thing that shocked me the most is that there are people who actually do buy dresses, shirts, pants, shoes for that much. It seems so wasteful and trivial. With all the money that goes to high end fashions, we could rid the world of poverty and make peace amongst all nations.
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