I know, I know…
The clothes.
The pictures of the clothes and the shoes. Shallow. Vain. DELICIOUS AND CHOCOLATEY.
Or what have you. But it is officially October and I am officially still a girl so fuck off – it’s fun. Besides, there are only so many intellectual conversations about politics, books, and art I can have in any given period of time. Like, one. One conversation. A conversation which would go something like this…
Me: That Sarah Palin is a stupid whore.
Dane: I agree.
Me: Books is good.
Dane: (silence)
Me: We should buy some Etsy art.
Dane: Sure, yes.
Me: Woot! Let’s watch the Rachel Zoe Project!
Dane: (Chews on brownie).
And after that I’m good for a couple days or so and then yesterday, as if in answer to my godless prayers, the new Anthropologie catalog came in the mail which got me to thinking about clothes and…where was I?
Oh! So I was thinking about the vast vacuum of new ideas for television or movie programming and that the next logical step was obviously a reality show based on catalogs (self explanatory – models confused and hungry in Iceland or Kansas) and/or a movie based on the same.
Think about it – Anthropologie: The Catalog the Movie. Doesn’t that sound thrilling?
IN A WORLD where clothes and fancy collide and no one understands why, can a lace sweater and heathered tights sit so saucily atop a five hundred dollar pair of emerald green t-straps that it will make women whore themselves out on the street in order to buy them?
Or how about Urban Outfitters?
IN A WORLD where fluorescent lighting is the rule and not the exception and women are so bored they forget to eat, can layering five to twelve items of clothing still not look bulky?
And finally dELiA∗s.
IN A WORLD where everyone is a popular brunette with bangs and high school lasts forever, can three girls continue to hold hands while walking, drinking coffee, wearing fringed boots, desperately holding onto their virginity, and adjusting their collective headbands…ALL AT THE SAME TIME?
Fun.
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I would so watch.
you seem on your game today. did you have an extra coffee? come across an 8-ball?
Three diet cokes.
Can I get a starring role in one of these? I could be one of the girl’s Rebel Artist Trust Fund Boyfriend Who Is Just Misunderstood.
p.s.
Awesome post. You are star in the night sky of the blogosphere.
I told her that she needs to expand on this a bit more and then submit it to McSweeney’s.
Help me convince her internet.
She should just start her own McSweeney’s. Bypass the middleman.
Dane likes to embarrass me on the internet.
Oh my god, I would pay money to see the Anthropologie movie. I could live in that store.
You so funny.
I take a photo of my outfit every day. I don’t think there is anything wrong with that.
You’ve captured it perfectly.
you should totally live in LA with these gems. FOR REALS.
to quote rach zoe: I DIE.
on a side note, i somehow shot a tilly’s catalogue last fall (sister to dELiA*s) and i was a solid–SOLID–decade older than the other models. i felt UBER out of place and wanted to die of, well, old age, but your post got me thinkin’ maybe you are right. maybe high school never ends and three girls can hold hands even if one of them is secretly an old bag.
i’m still wondering why the anthropologie catalog never comes to MY mailbox. i have told it to come there many times. mayhaps le husband throws them out before i have the chance to gaze at them with longing? i would so watch any of those movies. but quite possibly the delia*s one sounds best because i want to see how the middle girl can hold hands AND hold and drink her coffee while adjusting her headband. i mean something has to go. maybe her virginity.
<3 always.
Oooo! I’ve got one!
Can a woman pushing a baby stroller go into Forever 21 without irritating the already irritated teenage sales staff with her apparent lameness whilst unbeknownst to them said lame mommy type encourages her child to pee on the pile of skinny jeans?
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