Fashion Weak

Last week was all about Fashion Week—at least, for certain slick publications based in New York. Each year, this cavalcade of giraffe-legged starvelings is given nonstop coverage in magazines like New York, Vogue and, sadly, the New York Times. I don’t get it. I understand I’m not the demographic they’re after, but who the hell is influenced by a bunch of underfed models wearing expensive crap that absolutely no one outside these fashion shows ever seems to wear? At least, no one at the parties I’ve been to, and I always go to the best parties, where the Coors Light is always served COLD! Seriously, it offends me to no end that with the ongoing problem we have with anorexic teenagers, no one in the “fashion world” has the integrity to try and put a stop to the celebration of these unhealthily thin waifs—at least, no one in the U.S. Barcelona at least tried to institute some sort of body-mass index for its fashion shows a while ago. And what’s with the “bruised eye” makeup many of these models seem to be favoring these days? So it’s not enough to celebrate anorexic women, now we have to glorify abused women? I can’t wait for these fashion houses to go out of business. I can’t wait for these pretentious designers to be stuck behind a cash register at Wal-Mart. CAN’T WAIT!!!