I know that Avant-Garde fashion is supposed to be outrageous art, cutting edge and not anything that someone would actually wear. But these fashion pieces just go totally overboard….
Get out your old set of Match Box cars, you can play with them on this.
Gumby and Barbie had some off spring:
John Galliano’s of Dior showed this at Paris Fashion Week. I think he is secretly is a 1960’s Star Trek fan
What the?
Be afraid, be very afraid!
Ever feel like you shouldn’t leave your house… that dark clouds are hovering right over your head. If you’ve ever had a really bad day, your gonna love this.
Last Tuesday began like other Tuesdays, checked emails, replied to questions, posted sales, called retailers and warehouses. The usual.
On an errand run to CVS, I get a call from super web man, my hubby Kevin asking me where I parked our second car. “Out in front” I tell him, but I hadn’t driven the other car for over a week. Two minutes later he calls and tells me to come right home, that our car was missing. After checking local tow yards, we gave in to the obvious and called the local sheriffs department to report our car stolen. Two sheriffs came over and take a report. Insurance companies are called. We’re not sure if we should laugh or cry.
Kevin was supposed to head over to Piano Factory’s Hollywood Piano in Burbank to take some pics and get specifics their upcoming parking lot sale. So I went in his place while he made the sheriff report.
On route I am in the right lane of the 134 going 60mph about 5 car lengths behind the car in front of me. That car’s tire blows and since I had a car right next to me, I realized I had no where to go to avoid it. I literally ran over all the bits and pieces including the full tire. Afterwards I pulled over and looked over my car. I didn’t see any leaks or damage.
On to Piano Factory where I takes pics, chat with Glenn and his crew and get the low down on the sale. I am feeling a bit numb and am focusing on getting work done so I haven’t fully reacted to the previous “car” events.
As I get back in my car I notice a note left on the windshield. A women had hit my passenger side door when she pulled out and politely left a note. I walk around to look and sure enough a nice black gouge through both doors. Lovely.
I have to now put a call into Kevin and let him know what’s happened. After audible cussing and gasps he instructs me to take surface streets home and drive very carefully. I obviously am a marked women.
On arrival he inspects the car and on top of the obvious gouge on the passenger side notices that our front bumper spoiler is really damaged from the tire incident… in fact it’s hanging on in pieces. We park the car in our garage and don’t leave the house for the rest of the day.
How’s that for a bad day!?
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