fandomhigh | The Art of Cool: Class 11, Period 2 (Friday, March 28)

Even Haute Couture Can Be A Hot Mess: Don't Depend On Designers
Welcome back! Class this week had a very serious subject, so everyone should sit down and pay close attention. This was an advanced class, right here. Were they ready? This was a topic very, very close to Tink's own heart.

Because sometimes - she hated to admit this, but it was true! - people who spent a lot of time and a lot of money becoming fashionable and glamorous and becoming exquisite, wonderful designers of very chic expensive clothes ... sometimes, those people lost their freaking minds.

"I can't agree more," Barney nodded. "Take Robin, for instance. Not the frog. I've seen this totally hot chick with normally outstanding taste pair a cardigan with a bustier. We call it, the bradigan. It is horrendous, no matter how ripe her melons are."

One moment: Tink needed to get over that mental picture. There! All better. But what a fabulous example! After all, there were people - otherwise attractive, completely sane people - who insisted on wearing pants underneath dresses. Pants. Under a dress. Usually jeans.

"Thank god for hot suits," Barney said. "Men, you have no excuse for looking like idiots. Except for the fact that you are idiots."

Exactly her point, and thank you so much, Barney, for leading to it so eloquently! Fashion designers themselves can't be trusted! Many a new and budding fashion-forward young lady has thought to herself, I shall put my trust in the sainted houses of chic, and let them guide me. And then the designers decide that, for spring, what is in is a frightening mess of leg-warmers, formal shorts, and tacky, hideous colors! It breaks Tink's black little heart!

"We should order you some tiny dark sunglasses to hide the shamefulness of these designs as worn by the Fandom High student body from your sensitive eyes," Barney offered. "We could go shopping after class, take the sting out."

See? He was wonderful. He had such clever ideas and he liked to spend money on such pretty things. Ones for her. Ooooh, and they should stop by the office and pester someone. Their office still didn't have a hot tub in it. Did they realize the stressful, awful job that teaching was? How could they possibly ask Tink and Barney to go on being fabulous without a hot tub?

"Oooh, hot tub," Barney went to a happy place and was rather lost for a moment. Hot tub...

Tink did, too. But she only allowed herself to stay there for a moment. Because this was serious. This was important. Students! Designers were, at the end of the day, just people, as capable of failure and idiocy as the rest of your species. Being fashion-forward does not mean turning off your brain! Only you can stop this horrifying trend of leg warmers and shirts worn as dresses. Trust your instincts.

Except for Mr. Weasley, who should never, ever trust his instincts, fashion-wise. He should pay someone to pick out clothes, for him.

[ooc: we don't know!]

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Why feathers? Formal shorts? Defend your poor IC ~~Brooke~~ fashion and mock your PB's fashion choices. We're sure most of you have been fugged at some point.

Bonus points for linking to yourself on GoFugYourself!

Edited 2008-03-28 12:21 (UTC)

Maybe some choices were a bit fugglier (http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/kirsten_dunst/index.html) than others. But some were... cute. Right? Come on.

Jeff just liked shirts with a lot of patterns. There was nothing wrong with that.

There was nothing wrong with wearing bright colors, so long as you had the personality to pull it off. That's Dōjima's philosophy, anyway.

Late in class, a note landed on Yurika's desk.

The boy who might be imagined to be its source was resolutely paging through a book, barely glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

The note read,

How was your pillow this morning? I think mine may have been lonely.- R

What do you know? It's a note.

Dōjima eyed it over her fashion magazine for a moment before picking it up and casting an amused glance in Romeo's direction.

Her response was even more amused.

Lonely? Where were you that your pillow was so lonely? Get lost on your way home from gun club? ;)

He raised his head to look at her, biting his lip to stifle a grin.

I was abed early, he finally wrote back, perhaps it missed having a second head upon it.

I know I missed you, at least. Especially as we didn't get to talk in club.

I have to practice my aim, if I want to have any hope of surviving more than ten minutes in paintball, she wrote back, giggling. What kind of a girl with a gun would I be, if I let you distract me at club?

I'll protect you in paintball, Romeo promised. And yes, it is better you not be distracted while armed. Unless you want to be a girl with a gun and a flesh wound.

But what I meant to ask was, did you have plans for tonight?

That just earned him a smirk and another note tossed on his desk. I do now.

Romeo's response was not a smirk; it was a broad grin as he turned back to his book.

Ron said nothing and just glared. Some people didn't get a choice in their outfits.

Romeo was glad yet again to be a guy (even if he still thought his teachers were wrong about the Hawaiian shirts). There was much less embarrassment potential for him in the designs than there was for, well, certain unfortunate girls.

Brooke's jaw dropped as she tried to figure out the bradigan, especially since she'd thought Robin had things together. But Brooke herself usually did. She couldn't think of any misses.

And then she was raising her hand. "What's wrong with formal shorts? My legs are hot."

She was young.

Edited 2008-03-28 16:54 (UTC)

Jack? There was nothing wrong with Jack's clothes. They were fierce (http://static.flickr.com/26/54309832_0d48d370a4.jpg) and he even looked good in uniform (http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/walt_disney/sky_high/_group_photos/kurt_russell3.jpg) or in normal everyday clothes (http://blogs.theage.com.au/schembri/big.jpg).

Reno... really never had to worry about his fashion sense.

The biggest change in wardrobe that ShinRa ever made him tolerate was changing the suit from black to blue, and then back again. And even blue suits looked properly hot when worn mostly unbuttoned and untucked. Honestly.

River sighed and leaned back in her chair, arms crossed. Someone ought to show them a bunch of reavers.

Luke smirked. Compared to some of the outfits in his galaxy, his choices of "black outfit" or "beige outfit" seemed positively subdued.

His hair, naturally, was another problem altogether.

Robin rarely wore clothes anyway. He was a frog. But he was a little baffled at why someone would wear pants under a dress.

Harry didn't have much fashion sense. This was why he was sticking with lots of black. And jeans and t-shirts. Safe choices were good choices.

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