If there is one thing i despise more than dense fashion fan girls who think they’ll become interesting just be wearing shitty 2nd hand shirts for $ 300 it might be the fashion scene itself. One could argue that you have to love the pure decadence they live but sadly most of them have nothing in common with Oscar Wilde when it comes to the intellectual background of decadence. They are just pretentious drug addicts who think they become interesting by selling shitty 2nd hand shirts for… well, you got the point.
Nonetheless there are a few things making following the fashion industry worthwhile occasionally. Such as adorable baby fags like Charles Guislain. Prose anarchist and modern de Sade Dennis Cooper alerted me about him. “He’s a 16 year old Parisian school boy and fashion scenester and aspiring fashion designer. He seems to either charm the pants off of people or inspire heavy suspicion and vitriol.”
If he doesn’t end up being the next Hedi Slimane he will probably end up dating him.
