heystasa: (Helga)
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TURTLENECKS.

DEATH TO TURTLENECKS.

It's not just that they don't look good on anyone (because they really really really freaking DON'T);  they actively make people hideous. I would turn down Brad Pitt if he were in a turtleneck. All up near the chin like that. It's not natural - PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE NECKS. Collar bones are lovely, why cover up skin that SHOULD BE SHOWN because without it you look like a NECKLESS FREAK?

AND, they make everyone but obscenely skinny people look massive. Not in a good way. Not in a fat way either, but in a "holy fucking god a woollen tank is coming towards us, run for your li-- oh, it's Frank and Martha. Nevermind." Way. The chest proportions go crazy and people look like bodybuilders who have been shoved into tiny socks.

And, and, how can people stand things up on their necks like that? I'd feel like I was suffocating. In fact, seeing other people with things on their necks makes me think they're suffocating which makes me feel like I'm suffocating BECAUSE I AM A CARING AND EMPATHETIC PERSON so people wearing turtlenecks is actually cruel towards me because it not only hurts my eyes and sense of GOOD-FREAKING-TASTE, but actually affects my breathing. IT MAKES SENSE SO THERE.

But Stella, I hear you say, they're warmer than a normal jumper! To which I reply: Bullshit.

WEAR
 
A

SCARF,

BASTARDS.

Scarves aren't hideous. Scarves are lovely and fashionable and functional and appropriate for all occasions. Society needs more scarf wearers. It will take us all back to a more refined time. A time of style and sophistication. A time of.. whatever, I don't care, a time when people didn't wear fuck ugly excuses for jumpers, okay. It'll be a golden age.

But don't think the only problem is the jumper kind, by the way. I hate those turtleneck singlet things too. They are in a slightly different category though. They're still in the "goddamn hideous what the fuck who dresses these people" column, but overlap with the "aaahahahahahahaRIDICULOUS" line. Seriously. There isn't even any excuse for those things. If you're cold enough that you want a few extra centimetres around the neck, perhaps you should consider sleeves.

I hate turtlenecks. You should all hate them too. They do not suit you. I don't care who you are, they don't suit you. They don't suit anyone or anything, except being put in a huge pile and burnt until there is nothing left but slightly unattractive ash. 

Turtlenecks are an insult to fashion, an insult to aesthetics, an insult to the sighted. I HATE THEM.

Thankyou for attending this evening. There is a box by the door in which you may deposit your abominations to my soul turtlenecked items for the bonfire as you leave.


heystasa: (duuude)

So you know what's apparently a really amazingly effective way to put me in a really really really good mood and bursting with energy and love for life and stuff?

Listening to All I Need by Louden Swain really really loud, like, seven times in a row.

It's such a fucking awesome song. Look:



I just, I seriously, I fucking love this song. I love this song, I love this band, I fucking love Rob Benedict.

And not, like, for the whole, Real Ghostbusters, Chuck is suddenly a total badarse hitting ghosts with a mike stand thing that had the entire SPN audience and Becky like "Well helloooo", but like, seriously legitimately. I love this guy's voice. I love how he looks and the little grins and stuff too (rather a lot, to be honest), and love Chuck, but I really really dig Rob Benedict's voice. It's got all the little inflections and catches and textures that I really appreciate in a singer. I have total voice crush on this guy.

I miss my voice crushes, man. Life is better with voice crushes.

Anyway. The reason I needed to be put in a really really good mood: my Digital Video class. My group. Their ideas on what we should make our movie on.

Pretentious, wanky fucking student art film.

I don't like student art films, and I hate pretentious films. Fucking Michael Hanke can fucking suck it, the tosser.

So, tonight, out of pure spite and because I have to take the disc back tomorrow, I'm watching the new Fast and Furious movie, on blu-ray, on my brand new giant flat screen digital TV.

Hollywood trash with fast cars and guns and Vin muthafucking Diesel, bitches. Take that, "we want ambiguity and no dialogue or humour or character of any description" Digital Video group!


(FastandFuriousFastandFuriousFastandFuriousonblurayonareallybigscreenYAYyayyayI'msoexcitedFfffffffffffffffffI I love these movies they are terrible)



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