a skinny scarf tells me you're not cold. or you don't care about being cold. either observation is met with jealousy. it evokes the close embrace of a choker with the flaunt of a mesh shirt--oh I don't need to perform the role I was made for. those are the clothes I envy the most. they do by design what I struggle against. agh what is that! you paired your skinny scarf with an ill-fitting button down and a paper thin satin slip skirt not cut on bias and littered with loose threads. mike ross stands in front of me, holding a wood and brass cocktail making kit. he smirks and says to me in an alto register, "conformity is timeless". a skinny scarf must never become metrosexual
metrosexual has evolved. (next topic)
