New York Fashion Week was choc full o’lady boners, Man Repellers, and a sex-free Manhattan but what came after gave NY a run for its ability to fend off the little weeners. I was overwhelmed so I did what anyone would do and looked the other way. And then Prada showed last week in Milan and I sat at my screen, slack jawed. The collection provoked many an emotion. I laughed, I cried, I even DIYed. (Look, I rhyme too.) Let’s take a trip down corsia memoria:
(That may or may not mean memory lane in Italian)
Exhibit A. Hello Freja.
This dress screams “rub the Buddha on my belly.” You look good with short hair gelled down against your head and a form flattering dress that accentuates your fancy big shoulders. Now, is it just me, or do the brogues that went down this runway bare a striking resemblance to the sneakers people really believe will tone their legs.
I might be pushing it a little, but I’m not wrong here. There is resemblance. These shoes make me want to kill myself. So if you’re interested in participating in what leads to my suicide, buy these here. If however, you accidentally send me the Prada brogues I will wear them and I will like it.
Especially when paired with a little Mexican flair…
I’ve been waiting for sombreros to make their comeback since Spring Break 2007!
Speaking of things I’ve been waiting to see come back…
Two words, one preposition: Bananas in Pajamas.
Above is a collage of images I stole from blogger, friend, life parter and mate A Better Roni. She saw a striking resemblance to that krazy kat from Alice in Wonderland, I on the other hand, saw a stronger correlation to the Pink Panther.
Now, if you had a brain, you would check out ABetterRoni here. If not because you like her sweet Prada collaging skills than definitely because…
THIS IS WHAT HER BANNER LOOKS LIKE!
That said, I loved this collection more than I love booties with harnesses on them. You understand that, right?
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