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.

I’d been celibate for YEARS when I met him. God had me so trussed up I didn’t even see he was walking around as the physical manifestation of the epitome of happily guttural, ride you for fackin’days, horny, heavenly me for another like 18 months. Yeah yeah yeah, he’s a fuckin genius too. Does his own thing etcetera. Like…he fits. All that. The specs. Below. Like it makes sense.

… But this …is different.