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Sunday, 10 April 2011

There is enough inspiration and creativity to go round in the world. It's about time people stopped thinking they invented a style, or brought about a revolution simply because YOU DID IT FIRST. There is, afterall, NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN. Egyptians and Arabs started wearing HAMMER PANTS. They're famous 'cos of MC HAMMER. Emos (and my father's generation)wore drainpipes first; I thought they looked like idiots. Now hip-hoppers, scene kids, heck EVERYONE's wearing skinnies. It's not really about what you started doing or what you started wearing that matters, It's about knowing that what you do is your way of voicing out your identity through these various creative means.


...Plus, my mama said there was nothing wrong in copying good things. 

The friendies...

InCASE you were wondering...

... none of these photos are mine, s'il vous plait. Unless you happen to see pictures of yours truly or whatever (which I beg you to ask for permission before you acquire), I own no claims whatsoever to the images.

Many thanks,
She.
xoxo