Saturday, January 31, 2009
So I was reading one of my favorite blogs the other day, F.M Phenomenal (also known as Ibn Jasper), and dude was talking about the aftermath of his recent trip to Fashion week in Paris.
Since this event is pretty big, a lot of photos have surfaced. And some cat's are little more closed-minded than others. I won't say I agree with all the outfits that were worn, but I respect the idea of originality enough to keep the clowning to a minimum. Mainly, because it was fashion week (and I'm pretty sure this dress is the "norm"), I respect these cats for what they're out to do (break down walls), and a couple of the fits look kinda fly to me (Ibn's, Bentley's suit, and Don C).
Basically cats were calling them out of there names. You know the usual joints people attach to people that are different...
"You look like a (punk, fag, etc.)"
That shit boggles my mind. For real. I've come to the realization that maybe I will never understand it. It seems like whenever some one or some people try to break ground or deviate from the norm (even in a positive way) there are always a gang of cats who feel compelled to talk shit. And the anoying thing is, like a couple years or so later you can't help but to see a lot of these muh sukkas hoppin on the same bandwagon they were denouncing earlier.
Posted by Jay_fever at 9:45 AM