There's something so *exquisite*
about the 50s look -
so sophisticated, chic, timeless,
and "appropriate" -
it's as if the beautiful curves and
lines of the Japanese woodblock prints
have taken on human form...
The only problem with this is
that although it's admiringly beautiful
to look at, I'm not all bought in for the
90s idea of luxe and casual comfort.
Our generation is more about
*wearability* and "mobility*
so I guess this look is best left
for viewing on walls.
Ah. Sad, sad.
We are a generation for
for the "masses."