So I missed my chance on Sunday. Susannah Forster was wearing the most gorgeous peacock skirt (Which I heard she got at Goodwill!) And I was going to take a picture of it and put it on this blog and you were all going to marvel at its beauty. So what actually happened it that I thought, "I can wait to get a picture of this after agape." Well guess what? BY THEN IT WAS TOO LATE. So next time Susannah Forster, next time you wear that yellow peacock skirt with that purple shirt, I will be waiting. Yes, that is as creepy as it sounds.
But on to something "important". I was perusing the September issue of Vogue this very evening, taking in the models, reading the stories on shopping for clothes via your iPhone, wondering if there were going to any David Beckham Armani ads...
Needless to say I was in a contemplative mood about fall and fall trends. That led me to thoughts of "jeggings". I shudder as I write this word. In case you haven't put two and two together yet, jeggings comes from jeans and leggings. Put them together and you have jeggings, a series of letters so horrifically assembled that it hurts my vocal cords to utter them. To be blunt I don't want to see people wearing these leggings ever. I don't want to see them wearing jeggings as pants, pretending they're not a legging because they are made of jean material. False. I also don't want to see jeggings worn under skirts or dresses because this isn't the 90's and it just looks stupid. Save yourself, save others, prevent the spread of this awful disease.