I don’t even know what I’m wearing today. You want me to think about what I’ll be wearing SIX MONTHS from now? And wait, I’m supposed to be spending money on it so it can sit in my closet unused to the point that when I’m finally able to wear it, I’ll wonder, “What was I THINKING?!”
Fashion isn’t a front-row seat at DVF; it isn’t a pre-ordered It Bag; it isn’t an $800 blouse. It’s an amorphous thing that can be molded to fit your tastes, your personality and your budget, provided you have the balls to do it. Designers don’t make their money from the 2% of women who can actually afford to pay full price for their latest collections. They make it by slapping their names on the stuff us regular gals buy at Target. This makes Fashion Week one of the biggest crocks perpetuated by this bitch of an industry.
Soooo, when you read the blogs this week, don’t stress over the hoopla surrounding the stuff that none of us can really afford. Regardless of how inventive or gorgeous it might be, it’s still just stuff. And when you shop, don’t buy the BS. Buy what’s attractive to YOU, flattering on YOU, and reasonable for YOU (this is Cheap JAP, after all).
Unless it’s something with fringe, because that shit went out the day before yesterday.


Damn. I thought fringe was back in. I’ve been seriously wanting some fringe suede boots (oh so miley cyrus, I know, scary) for fall.
Then again…maybe I’m being vintage and ironic
well said!!! im an even bigger fan of your blog now.
Well put! Although I did semi-blog about a trend at fashion week I actually don’t follow it as religiously as others. I agree that a lot of the stuff is way beyond my reach and I feel that personal style is a great way of expressing individuality.
AMEN!!
Very well said!! This is why I love your blog and that no-bs attitude!
As a seasoned JAP I got a real chuckle out of this article. Very Cute and very true!
You’re my flippin’ hero for saying this. I don’t want to think about spring, I don’t want to hear about all the celebs swanning around Manhattan in their clouds of superiority, and I DON’T want to stare at emaciated girls wearing shit I can’t afford. Bleh.