Bang! Bang! Bang!

So ... social responsibility aside, I've always loved guns. Judge me if you must, but they're so hot to me. Since My dad taught me how to shoot a shotgun when I was 8 years old, to the present where I have to beg my friends to go with me to the shooting range and blow off some steam. Guns are fun (when you're not killing ppl/things). I swore I'd never own one or keep one in my home for obvious reasons, however ... that was before I saw these beauties:

Yes, that is a Dolce and Gabbana Uzi.

Feel free to shit yourself, b/c that's the most ridiculous, opulent, unnecesary thing you've ever seen and you can officially die happy.

You've seen it all.

This is in-fact, a gold plated, fully functional, Automatic weapon with an eyepiece and an extra hand hold so that you can better handle it while shooting . . . deer (I'm sure).

But wait, there's more:

The Chanel Grenade launcher takes all.

but the pièce de résistance is definitely the Fendi Chain Saw:


Clearly meant for human carnage of the goriest variety. Way to take the fashion accessory to the next level whoever you are that made these monstrosities of Fashion opulence.

But on a less girly/childish/shallow note. There is for sure a deeper meaning. Perhaps a statement about our preocupation with frivalous things, name brands and non sequoters, while people are dying half way across the world. Or perhaps he's just being ridiculous.

Note each weapon is monogramed to the "hilt" (pun intended). So even though I think they're pretty bad-ass. They're clearly a statement about something.

Your thoughts?

Welcome to the Show

So, I'm finally getting around to joining the masses of semi-broke, desperately passionate, oft - unemployed youngsters who are blogging their problems away these days. My story, I'm hoping is interesting enough for a few people a week to get a chuckle out of my ridiculous antics and numerous misfortunes. In the words of my mother:

"It's not funny today ... but tomorrow it's going to be hilarious"

So here's the run-down kiddies:

I'm a 24 year old post grad, aspiring kick-ass fashion designer surviving on a hope and a prayer in NYC. I live on gratis open bars, $1 pizza, sample sales and amazing friends. My job is what I like to call "Shitty-Fantastic." When it's not grinding me into dust it's the best thing since Dr. Scholls started making jelly inserts that actually fit in my Vivienne Westwood pumps. (that was a great day). I'm the Assistant designer at a small manufacturing company and showroom. It's so small that I am now heading up our new junior sportswear line. So I'll keep you guys posted on any new, amazing fashion things pop up.

Feel free to tag along as I frolic around the city and get into trouble.


-me

P.S. If life's a show, you should have been in costume 15 minutes ago...