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The desire to wear next season fashion

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Some women(me included) can not wait for the following season to start in order to wear the clothes which will be on trend. Sometimes even if we know it will not make us look our best. It is the desire of feeling  that you are on point at least with your fashion sense.

“Is it because we love change and clothe is something we can control ? Well not really as now is like 23 degrees centigrades outside and most the ladies I’ve have seen today are wearing some sort of autumnal garment or should I refer to it as Fall as we talking fashion here.

I must admit there are still the human who desperately want the so call summer not to end until late September, so they can wear as much  of their Feb-March shopping spree. as possible or simply wear the white shirt with jeans classic outfit. That method is a bit tricky because if you  are one of those people you are always about a month out of fashion (I think…)

There is so many clothe ,trends etc that one sometimes gets overwhelmed and everything goes out the window. and you wear whatever, I know this  seems very lame and frivolous but loads of people put a lot of energy ,time and skills on making sure fashion and seasons are follow or liked.

There is no rule really of when to wear any garment if you like it and feel like it wear it no matter the season. Although the people of the fashion industry may differ as “There is an outfit for every occasion” . Again dear reader I got court reading about the subject of fashion and lost the trail of what I was on about…  please accept my apologies.


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In London whether you like it or not we are a bit paranoid ,at least I’am. Not that I’m a scardy cat but I do think about how I will react to different incidents.

This morning ,when a good crowd goes to work , I took the tube at Clapham South as usual. As per routine I scanned the people on the carriage, I always do, remembering that someone spend long time studying people from the tube and then wrote a book. Of course there isn’t any available seat, I will have to wait until Stockwell.

Leaning against the screen next to the sliding doors while listening to very loud music,my attention which was in Lala land start to focus in the chap opposite me reading the Koran or so I thought , maybe was any other book in arabic, he was reading aloud to himself (so not so laud).Therefore because I’m human and whether or not I like it, a bit prejudice I started to plan in my head for the worst scenario. They were 2 alternatives,that I had contemplated basicly one he might blow everyone up so we caput or he might produce a knife and start to stab us all.With the latter I was working out that if I put my bag (Full of standard ladies bag things)I might be able to stop the knife going through and that might buy the ladies who were wearing white linen( very inconvenient colour for the situation going on in my head), After a while of how I will defend myself and help people strategies, I looked up and realise there are far more scary men and women in here that this poor bloke which I’m judging, at the end of the day, it is Friday and is the day of worship for some religions. and they need to pray at some point during the day.

Maybe next week I will analyze the man with camouflage gear and all his murders(I think he looks like a serial killer)

Now the metal machine is in Embankment (do I get down and walk, “nah… I stay on til L Square”).


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