/fa/ - Fashion

The cringiest.

>be me, trunks
>morning time
>laying in bed, daydreaming of Alexander McQueen and his beautiful suicide
>after crying and thinking about the day ahead of me, I get up
>accidentally trip over my rick kicks on the way to the kitchen
>"it's okay though, because they look better beaten up", I think to myself
>make my way into the kitchen
>reality soon hits me. I must not eat. "I refuse to be a fatty like all those plebs on /fa/"
>"coffee it is", I mutter to myself
>make my way over to the refrigerator to retrieve my refined soy milk creamer
>as I open my refrigerator door, I see a diamond in the raf, a revolutionary artistic idea
>it was my mother's 2% milk
>I start to get dizzy from low blood sugar and the excitement, but it soon passes
>that's when the moment of clarity struck. "I MUST get this idea in motion", I tell myself
>start to strut back to my room
>spend 2 hours in my closet, frantically trying to find an outfit that expresses my deep emotions
>"I've found it."
>call an acquaintance of mine in attempts of getting a ride downtown
>after negotiating and letting him know that i'm a model, he obliges
>while waiting for my best friend to arrive, I'm thinking to myself, "I know I'm missing something"
>my personal driver shows up and he's in a hurry, so I'm in a panic
>"I need something else!" I shout. "What can I do?"
>I run inside looking around and I spot the Captain Crunch
>"Perfect."
>I walk back calmly to the car with a smile on my face, squeezing the Captain Crunch in my ottermode arms
>after 20 minutes of driving, we finally make our destination to the most gorgeous alleyway

And the rest is history.

>be me, trunks
>morning time
>laying in bed, daydreaming of Alexander McQueen and his beautiful suicide
>after crying and thinking about the day ahead of me, I get up
>accidentally trip over my rick kicks on the way to the kitchen
>"it's okay though, because they look better beaten up", I think to myself
>make my way into the kitchen
>reality soon hits me. I must not eat. "I refuse to be a fatty like all those plebs on /fa/"
>"coffee it is", I mutter to myself
>make my way over to the refrigerator to retrieve my refined soy milk creamer
>as I open my refrigerator door, I see a diamond in the ruff, a revolutionary artistic idea
>it was my mother's 2% milk
>I start to get dizzy from low blood sugar and the excitement, but it soon passes
>that's when the moment of clarity struck. "I MUST get this idea in motion", I tell myself
>start to strut back to my room
>spend 2 hours in my closet, frantically trying to find an outfit that expresses my deep emotions
>"I've found it."
>call an acquaintance of mine in attempts of getting a ride downtown
>after negotiating and letting him know that i'm a model, he obliges
>while waiting for my best friend to arrive, I'm thinking to myself, "I know I'm missing something"
>my personal driver shows up and he's in a hurry, so I'm in a panic
>"I need something else!" I shout. "What can I do?"
>I run inside looking around and I spot the Captain Crunch
>"Perfect."
>I walk back calmly to the car with a smile on my face, squeezing the Captain Crunch in my ottermode arms
>after 20 minutes of driving, we finally make our destination to the most gorgeous alleyway

And the rest is history.

>be me, morning time
>laying in bed, daydreaming of Alexander McQueen and his beautiful suicide
>after crying and thinking about the day ahead of me, I get up
>accidentally trip over my rick kicks on the way to the kitchen
>"it's okay though, because they look better beaten up", I think to myself
>make my way into the kitchen
>reality soon hits me. I must not eat. "I refuse to be a fatty like all those plebs on /fa/"
>"coffee it is", I mutter to myself
>make my way over to the refrigerator to retrieve my refined soy milk creamer
>as I open my refrigerator door, I see a diamond in the ruff, a revolutionary artistic idea
>it was my mother's 2% milk
>I start to get dizzy from low blood sugar and the excitement, but it soon passes
>that's when the moment of clarity struck. "I MUST get this idea in motion", I tell myself
>start to strut back to my room
>spend 2 hours in my closet, frantically trying to find an outfit that expresses my deep emotions
>"I've found it."
>call an acquaintance of mine in attempts of getting a ride downtown
>after negotiating and letting him know that i'm a model, he obliges
>while waiting for my best friend to arrive, I'm thinking to myself, "I know I'm missing something"
>my personal driver shows up and he's in a hurry, so I'm in a panic
>"I need something else!" I shout. "What can I do?"
>I run inside looking around and I spot the Captain Crunch
>"Perfect."
>I walk back calmly to the car with a smile on my face, squeezing the Captain Crunch in my ottermode arms
>after 20 minutes of driving, we finally make our destination to the most gorgeous alleyway

And the rest is history.