Some people just don't get it.

There have been many times in my life where I've been so frustrated that all I can do is sigh and say,

"Some people just don't get it"

I'm on a big trip in the There Forums right now about how guys are getting screwed because the women have all the great templates and the guys are left looking like perpetual feces.

(I don't bother logging into world anymore, I just check the forums and see what they are whining about. I do it because of my term on the MAB, 6 months of checking forums every day became a habit.)

I'm a girl for Chrissakes!!! I'm championing a cause for guys who won't ever get what I'm trying to do for them!

Some men don't care how they look. Others do. It is now truly apparent to me that Therians have no taste and absolutely no style. They wouldn't even begin to know what to do if they were ever driven up Rodeo Drive. Hell, they probably can't even pronounce it... for all the Therians out there it's pronounced RO - DAY - OH, not RO - DEE - OH.

I have learned in the virtual world of There, that most of the people that inhabit that world, in their real lives shop for their clothes at Wal-Mart. I only have one thing to say about that, In my real life, shopping for clothes at Wal-Mart is NOT an option. I wouldn't even begin to THINK of getting my clothes there. UGH...NASTY. It makes my skin crawl just thinking about it.

I live my life, as far as fashion goes, to look like that classy chick that every girl/woman wants to be. I live my shopping life in pursuit of that perfect outfit. Nails, hair, jewelry, everything perfect, including my rebellious side that has two piercings in each ear...the bottom set gets pearls and the top set gets diamonds. Right now, for summer, my wardrobe consists of Ralph Lauren Polo Shirts and wide legged capris. It's comfortable and I look great. All of the clothes that I have ever made for that world were in that same vein, classy, elegant and expensive.

Like my friend Kate used to say, "Cheap buy, cheap get."

I went on this huge rant about the men's clothes in There because my darling husband's birthday is on Sunday. His closet, at the moment, is filled with Ralph Lauren and Nautica. His suit was custom made for him. My whole purpose in that rant was to bring some of my husband's high class style to the men of There. What do I get in return for my want to bring them class and sophistication??

"Does Wal-mart or Sears have templates for us?"

UGH!!!!

They just don't get it!!

OMG...and I wonder why after that sham called the There Fashion Challenge. I give them Ralph Lauren and Jean-Paul Gaultier and after the crack about templates from Wal-mart and Sears, it's no surprise that they would rather have off the rack at Wal-Mart. I don't get the people in There. I guess I never will. If they want to dress trashy and have absolutely no style whatsoever, I guess I can accommodate them and not make anything at all. It justifies my view that I'd rather not waste my time on people who have no style, have no taste and are completely ungrateful for innovation and ingenuity as well as artistry.

I always wondered why my things in that world don't sell. Now I know. It's because Therians, in general, have no taste. They would not even know how to begin to savor a well made Creme Brulee at Spago or enjoy the flavors in a bottle of Tattinger or Bollinger Champagne. Never mind them knowing what Dom Perignon is or understanding the uniqueness of a bottle of Krug Rose.

I grew up in a world where I had a personal shopper at Saks Fifth Avenue at the age of 10. I've done more things in my life than most of those people will do in a lifetime. At 22, I had a personal shopper that I called every other Friday so when I got off of work, I could go straight to the store, try on what she had picked out for me and walk out with a few hangar bags full of clothes for the weekend. FOR FUN every other month, I used to go and buy myself a new Swatch at the Swatch Store in the Forum Shops at Caesars. (My collection is up to 16 and the rarest one is worth close to $10,000.) I eat at Spago, and I've been hanging out there for so long that the maitre'd is a friend of mine. I've met people and done things that most people turn green with envy when they hear stories of the things I have done. The people in There are so busy living their lives cowering behind their computer screens that I doubt any of them have had 1/10th the life I have had.

I could shoot myself for wasting as much time as I did on There.com.

God help them if they don't understand the wealth and class that is displayed in a well tailored Brooks Brothers or Hugo Boss suit.

What am I talking about?? They probably can't even pronounce Versace.

I give up. I'd rather yank my fingernails off with pliers rather than go in There again.

Some people....they just don't (and never will) get it.

Oh well, their loss.

Screw There, I'm going to Spago for a Creme Brulee and a glass of champagne.

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