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“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.”
If you like edgy, untraditional, eclectic, weird-ass, stupid as shit fashion, this is definitely the place for you!
“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.”
“I didn’t know how much the name would disturb people.”
He added that to him Hitler was just the nickname given to his business partner’s grandfather, who was known for his “strict nature.”
Nicht zum ersten Mal gibt es in Indien Ärger um den Namen Hitler. Mal nannte ein Restaurantbetreiber sein neues Café “Hitler’s Cross”, mal nahm ein Händler eine Bettwäsche mit dem Namen “The Nazi Collection”, bedruckt mit Hakenkreuzen, ins Sortiment auf.
Now if only it would stay there.
Damn. This is becoming quite a ritual (yawn). But this is just what folks at Berlin Fashion Week do, so deal with it. Thirty-four models, four hundred passengers and seventeen labels on one subway train, what’s that get you? An underground catwalk – for the seventh time now already. Sheesh.
“This year is all about kitschy kitsch.”
Hell if I know if they’ll be presenting this elegant ensemble at this year’s freak, I mean show.
All I know is that German fashion (or any other kind of fashion, for that matter) is clearly way too deep for me.
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In Berlin green is glamourous (wow, that’s a no-brainer).
Makes sense, if you think about it. Green certainly isn’t what you would call a “power” color.
But I don’t know. Do you really want to walk around in sustainable clothes all the time? After three or four months of constant wear, that sustainable sweater of yours may not be biodegradeable any more.