Stephanie (mirroredsakura) wrote,

Despite a night of looking at crappy lolita/cosplay...

The only thing I really want to post/bemoan is about Paris Hilton in a yukata.

First of all, that is a cute yukata and I like it. That's besides the point. I'm not the greatest expert but tell me I'm wrong when I say her arms aren't even in the right holes?

And I thought I recall people wearing obi with those. Or at least something to belt it together. It's four in the morning after my first bike ride in about six years and I'm not even sure I remember my own name now, much less the specifics of Japanese summer wear. I honestly can't even tell which part of this diatribe (if you can call it that) is sarcasm and which part is me actually being serious because it's all blended up into wordmush in my brain. @.@;

[EDIT]: In a fit of morbid curiosity, I downloaded her new album. And as anyone who knows me knows... I have very liberal tastes in music. (read: I like abso-fucking-lutely everything, sometimes to the disgust of all) And oh god my ears. I don't have the words to say exactly how much crap could be fit onto this one circle-shaped piece of silicon. And of course, she's the one who gushes on about her own greatness. "I, like, cry, when I listen to it, it's so good." (yes, I actually am quoting)

I guess I can expect nothing less from the woman who deals with important things like the mental capacities of her BFF by their taste in clothes. "I'll pick out two outfits, one which is disgusting and one nice and I'll ask my 'friend' what they think. If they go for the revolting one, I cut them out of my life."
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