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A friend of mine sent this picture.

It’s raining outside and it’s lovely.

I walked all the way to the subway and I even took the long road. It’s not pouring down, but it’s raining, calmly. It’s not cold but it isn’t hot either.

It’s just a perfect morning even if my hamster got out of his cage last night (that wasn’t so hard since the cage was left open) and I had to look for him this morning. Don’t worry I knew where he was and I found him in a couple of minutes.

Usually he’s a good hamster; once he’s out he goes back to his cage. I still can’t figure that but hey I’m happy he is house trained.

And, I even went to the park and took some pictures.

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This is a lovely morning, hopefully the day itself will be good.

I am a hoarder, but I like to call myself collector.

Truthfully I just like to have pretty things, like notebooks. And look what I found:

Notebooks like that are hard to find and when you do find them they are expensive. These ones were really cheap and they are really cute.

What a lucky find.

That was a very random thought I had this morning. But it’s true I hate fashion. 

How I got that thought?

Well, we (me and Johnny) were heading to work and I saw this lady who was wearing brown ankle boots, a long skirt, a very simple jacket and shoulder bag. She was pretty simple dressed, but she reminded me of old pictures of my mother and my brothers.

I got melancholic.

I’m not a “fashionista” (nor do I like this word).  I don’t know what is trendy or what is not. I don’t know what colors are in season nor do I watch Fashion TV or stuff like that. But, I do know what I like and what looks good on me.

I have clothes that I used to wear in high school that still look good on me (and which are in good shape; talk about quality) and which can easily be worn even today.

And, every time I put my clothes on I remember where I bought them, who I was with at that time or who gave them to me. Even when I look at old photographs and see the clothes I used to wear, I get flash backs and sometimes it feels like it only happened yesterday.

But, I doubt there are many people like me out there (people that get attached to things so easily).

I hate fashion because it only focuses in on looking good (and most of the times that doesn’t happen).

I hate fashion because it doesn’t give you the opportunity to enjoy the clothes you buy. Every new season there are new trends or “must have items” that one must concentrate on buying or trying to “get the look”. Magazines are full of articles about trends, new hairstyles and whatnot.

In the “old days”, when a new trend was created it was there for at least a few years. When someone talks about the ’70 style there’s not one person who doesn’t know what people used to wear in those days. The trend lasted from 1970 till 1979 so it’s hard not to remember.

You know, in the ’70 people used to wear track suits, platform shoes and go around dancing to disco music. It was in the ’70, not in the spring of 1973.

How many people out there remember what was in last year, in spring?

See, modern day fashion it’s useless. It does nothing for people. It just robs people of their free time, money and self confidence.

My best friend used to save her lunch money to buy clothes. She would starve at school so she could look good. She was/still is damn pretty and always had pretty clothes.

But why she starved herself to save money for clothes? Because some bratty girl in her class made a mean remark about her shoes (something like “They are so last year”).

That’s such a stupid thing to say. Why would anyone hate their clothes “which are so last year” just because this year someone out there said so. Maybe the last year clothes are much better and prettier than this year clothes.

Doesn’t that matter? Do people really have to listen so blindly to what fashion dictates? Personal feelings and tastes don’t matter anymore?

“Don’t worry, be stupid”