Sunday, June 04, 2006
Disney Couture. What a disgustingly commercial yet oddly likeable rhapsody. Disney is quite obviously a soulless money-grab where infantile minds dictate whatever horrid blockbuster they decide to spew out next . Though couture might also be money-grab where thin wins and the carbohydrate is an endangered species, but at least it has a brain instead of a soul. Couture is elite and esoteric whereas Disney is accessible atrophy. But since we all know I sold myself to the [devil] I'm allowed to like it. Perhaps because it is mind boggling. Or just a clever marketing trick et up by anyone obsessed with fame. But lets forego the fancy prose and dissect this absurd companionship. I'm not gonna lie. I hate Disney, which is why it pains me to say that I actually like this stuff. The skull mixed with the cute little tinkerbell and the bejeweled bangle hits me where it hurts. It appeals to my fashion sweettooth and glamourlust at the same time! Thank god this wrist adornment is expensive. At $125, It won't be entering my personal jewelery box any time soon!