Having spent many, many years overseas in big brother controlled internet realms, the only way to get any looks at pretty ladies was through "Fashion TV" where it's nothing but runway shoots all day, and for a few hours at zero-dark-something the tops come off for "F-Hot" and you get reminded what a pair of tits look like. You could guarantee this channel was on in mine and most offices and rooms as our white noise/escape viewing, only getting switched to the Polish music channel when the bosses were around or it was "F-Men", because nothing is getting me out of my Carhartt and I don't care to oggle Zoolanders. As such, you actually begin to understand what the hell comes out of Paris and Milan, why you see it on the runway but never on the streets.
I think luckily for society, this is once again something that will never catch on. Fashion is art in many ways, and like art it likes to push the boundaries of "normal" whereas us normal folk look at it and say "That's 'worth' how much?!?!? Get the fuck out of here..." It's a racket in many ways, just like art, where they put up some crazy shit nobody other than Marilyn Manson or Lady Gaga would be seen in, they hit a few fashion collectors' closets yet never get worn just as a special edition Boba Fett never comes out of the box, and the industry makes thousand percent profits on a few sales. This is the same, no buyer is going to put in an order for this shit because no man is actually going to wear it. Meanwhile, the emasculation agenda driven bloggers attempt to whittle away little by little making a few thinking this will actually be appropriate someday like a sci-fi blogger purports we're going to have flying cars in the never ending "next decade or so". Neither happens, and outside a few attention whore aberrations I predict men will still not be in skirts on Main Street America for many generations to come.
Their best accomplishment towards this shit was the big metrosexual push last decade, and even that shit came and went as fast as Flock of Seagulls hairstyles did in the 80s. Even then, no dudes were buying skirts and 5.11's Tactical Kilt is only bought as a joke or lost bet. But, I'll actually be in Milan in a few weeks, I'll take a look and report back if I'm dead wrong on this assessment. But even if I do see a pair of smoking hot high heels for men by Asolo in Gortex and Vibram sole on sale, I'm still not picking up any. I'm too damn tall as it is, and my calves can soak a pair of panties without needing to be up on my toes because I didn't skip leg day and mountain biked my ass off when I was young.
At least this shit is good for a laugh.
