Monday, 16 September 2013
NFC about LFW
There are certain things in this world that I just don't understand.
Fruit on a pizza, (Stop with that crap) Sporks (Why?) and why on earth there were only ever twelve episodes of Fawlty Towers (Classic comedy)
And London Fashion Week.
Oh I seriously do NOT understand London Fashion Week and the effect that it has on some bloggers.
Now if you think you may get offended by this post.............
Then you probably will.
There are SOME writers/photographers that work DAMN hard, and have bloody well earned their places at London Fashion Week, I have LOVED coverage from people I admire and respect like Jaime from www.boymeetsfashion.com Lois from www.bunnipunch.co.uk and um..... um.......
(I'm sure there is more, I am just getting clouded in people that think because they dress up for their blog they deserve to be at LFW, practically tonguing the backside of Alexa Fucking Chung.)
But London Fashion week has become less about the actual designers and the CLOTHES and more about people wanting to be seen there, and quite frankly that bores me to tears.
If I saw one more Mulberry Teacup I was going to lose my shit.
Yes, you have been invited to Mulberry, but are you going to get a full cup of coffee in that cup? No, so sit the fuck down.
I love clothes, HOWEVER, being a size 16/18/20 means that nothing is going to fit me, being poor means that even if it fitted me I can't afford it anyway, and being me means that I am going to wait until New Look bring out a copy and buy it for a fraction of the price.
Most people trotting along to LFW have NFC WTF is going on there, and a lot of them have no need to be there, AT ALL.
Being a blogger does not give you an automatic entitlement to be at London Fashion Week, sorry, (Not sorry) but it doesn't.
No more than me liking to read books about astronomy entitles me to go and wander around NASA for shit and giggles.
I am gobsmacked at some of the tweets and comments I have read from people who are either offended that they are not invited, or crowing that they were invited and are instagramming the shit out of THEMSELVES, not the clothes.
What do you think?
While I am not tarring all bloggers with the same brush, (before you all start crying) have you seen this behaviour?
Or am I just hungry and need to chill the fuck out a bit?
Let me know.