Thanks be to Betsey Johnson, who has single-handedly reaffirmed my love for bizarre knitwear. Maybe my next knitting project can consist of weird shorts that look oddly like candy floss. I think I'm getting a sugar high just from looking at this picture. It is also hypnotizing me out of the deep, dark pit of hatred I've always had towards black lipstick.
I'm also harbouring an odd love for these patchwork jeans. Laura Ingalls Wilder would wear these if she listened to Mudhoney. They'd make a simple DIY, but I don't have any pants I want to experiment on.