Everyone who knows me knows I love RGB. I come by blue authentically. Hence the previous poetic whathaveyous. But everyone who knows me also knows my most rabid love OF fashion and being the kind of fashist I AM is rooted in how #thisisscifi it likes to get , when it has it’s druthers in a… whatever druthers should most optimally be in.

While fashion FOH is championing the big blue wave coming for clothes and the grifters are trying to package palatable definitions of authenticity to their sheep that they shit and feed on simultaneously… I’m reading a whole ‘nother tale in the tea leaves.

Blue is going to be big because blue amplifies addiction …and this nonsense they have in queue won’t work if too many of you get off the teat and miss what they’ve laced the next batch of ‘societal food’ with. They need you tapped in & looseygoosey.

The irksome aspect is gritting my teeth for the tsunami of 'oh~now they Wannabe authentic ' hordes that were programmed two generations deep to rip out of their comprehension and their surroundings A N Y T H I N G. . . A U T H E N T I C at all to now brayingly act as if they are not culpable culprits that created the Desert of the fucking Real now surrounding them.

If authenticity= royal blue...

All these men women and children who smashed every streak of royal blue they found in nature as damned near heresy and taught their children and children's children to do the same... wouldn't recognize royal blue if it fucked them up the ass eventually. But they'll surely be calling all kinds of beige, grays and tans blue with a smirk of authority and derision towards those looking to them for direction.

...but~! I'm ready for it this time! Lo and behold... #itreallyiscycliclol.

& I get that all that...is how God has allowed' Royal Blue' to defend and protect itself in this beleaguered, inane insanity that loving via fashist tendencies can be on this spiritual plain.

All these “first responders” to ‘quiet luxury’ (now) incessantly making content about it going mainstream just outs They were Larping and now can’t as easily because others are doing it too.

1. It was cringe when the ‘1st responders’ did it because THEY were Doing the majority of the ‘ loudly looking down’ at those who didn’t ‘hit the style marks’ they could afford to.

The judgment ALL came from the grifty posers positioning themselves as gatekeepers, clamoring to point out who didn’t belong , thinking it cloaked them not belonging when it televised it.

2. The entire concept was a fashion marketing grift to suck capital out of the 21st century newly rich…to make them fall in line as sheeple, just in a new echelon.

& It’s literally cyclic. On purpose. It happened in the 50s, 80s & 10s.

It’s built into the fashion machinery, keyed to clearing deadstock of classic pieces.

The action itself isn’t wrong. It’s low key sustainability vibed.

The toxic psychology teamed with it by grifters who think it’s a new grift is what sucks.

But they usually get ‘theirs’ by getting suckered into ‘launching a line of basics’ as arbiters… which is just the machine once again re-using production pathways it already has in place. The fashion machinery is a glorious beast to watch work on those who’d abuse it.

3. But the biggest thing always overlooked in the nose- looking downisms of it all is that the brunt of ‘quiet luxury staples’ are riffing on bootcamp staples produced for the army and forced onto kids as school uniforms for the masses.

The original repurposed production pathways for MANY quiet luxury lines were keyed to the military industrial complexes of many european countries.

That’s the root of the standardized shapes and fabric weights, the tailored silhouettes- so much of it.

So the masses getting ‘geeked’ on looking like they get quiet luxury is the Actual proletariat fashist Homecoming.

It was foisted upon the poor first. Poor men getting uniformed for war. Poor (and only then rich) kids in uniforms for school…

It’s all Larping back and forth over basics.

Always has been.

That’s the lowkey beauty of it at its core.

The structural simplicity.

& the power of marketing, psychologically speaking.

It’s a beautiful thing.

Food. Clothing. Shelter.

I gritted my teeth through Andi doing that performative nonsensical Miranda shit in Devil wears Prada 2 soooo much. It's such Bullshit.

I'm glad they kept the camera on her the whole time. You can see the conniving and the "fuck, caught!quick cry!" In her eyes. And there's always another one of them being played for a fool/ accomplice. You literally hear Heidi all "aw!🤐ready to be used to try to sell the sympathy shiest😵‍💫, hypocrisy hypnotized at the first dog whistling. THAT CAMERA MAN deserves a catch a covert narc raise.

Alot of'em don't"see it" until one of their own does it to them to get over on'em. But the black guy with the dreads knew the dance coming. You see the chuckled awww in how he holds his mouth, all here ŵe go~

I knew i was moving to NYC at 13, the summer of 88, heading into 9th grade. But that spread, in August of 92( the September issue of Vogue) explained to me WHY I was. I’d found my people…and they were leaping across rooftops in tophats and tails in broad daylight, like it was the most natural thing in the world…because it was.

it wasn’t Just “find Tails…” I technically found like 7 tux tails over the more than a quarter of a f ureaking century lol. It’s the how of the tails that has been specifically searched for 34 years. Yall who know me know how it is when my specificity kink kicks in.

I winced when he said it but…

PEOPLE do not understand that Ralph Lauren’s Club Monaco. BOH. Not an insult. Just a clarification. He comes back to Helm occasionally ( he’s an ancient of days, fashist-wise) but those design room directives for CM down to the store design and visual display were a unified effort spearheaded by RL, almost akin to The factory and diffusion lines for Jcrew( in set-up)… What that quietly means BOH is that they are gonna scrimp where they think it’s unnoticeable to stay with the finishing providers that are Going to give them the most bang for their bucks across all brands under the juggernaut umbrella.

A RL blazer as late as 2006? You might get the finishing of yore, the stitching that would make your mouth water to lovingly count.

But to even survive in the system fast fashion has infected- for a populace that is mostly numb as it is these days?-

Let’s just say if they sold 350 of those $7000.00 blazers…2 to 5 men noticed. 1 made a video. 2 had their personal tailor swap them out (1 may have requested such from the tailoring offered by the brand).& two will echo video dude’s initial heartbreak and simply weigh returning to the brand going forward. Leaving 345 numb, oblivious buyers with it in their closets, worn or not. Ambivalent or indifferent in 2026.

That’d be upwards of 2.4 million dollars.

Minus what it cost to make the blazers. Marketing etc. When you look at what is cost to put brass buttons on 350 blazers in light of how much money they’d make selling them, it’s a pittance that is only a problem to bottom lines due to fast fashion psychology back of house. It means nothing…and yet… everything, in a weird way.

So many biting Ralph Lauren in 2026 are LARPing anyway. Technically so were the old school back in the day Heads. But in the past there was like…moorings to it. Those rocking it today don’t really know Why they’re ‘supposed’ to wear it, only that.

& in a wildly, weirdly Fashist way… maybe those distinctively disinterested in all that… don’t deserve brass buttons.

I was already egregiously ecstatic this week because the Last three /grievechronic\ revisionist art monographs finally set themselves, body-wise. But this Album has wrought a joy nothing else on earth was gonna be able to strum. Talk about an Independence Day weekend. Sheesh. My heart is so fucking full right now.

Let this be the line. If you don’t get this stay the fuck outta my life. You have no Life Expectancy with me if you don’t get this and move accordingly. This is the sonic vetting my actual Mother has thrown down and there will be NO discussion.

The line will be held.

See how fast the fuck you comes if you come around here talking nonsense about this fn drop- I may hit you Lol in your fucking mouth! JAIL! Jail, I Say!! Omg! -This is why Lourdes was like “I wish a Mothafuckah WOULD!!” Maaan!

…& I LOVED Beyonce’s Renaissance…but she’s my gen pov to the sonic world Madonna wrought inside of all of us running ’round free due to her ass. & Bey’s younger than me. This is like… sonically perpendicular.