So if you’ve seen any Avatar: The Last Airbender, you probably have seen at least one variation of the poor cabbage merchant getting his wares utterly destroyed.
Ever wonder what happened to that poor guy? I mean, obviously he didn’t really cut it selling produce. Here’s my theory. That guy? That very same cabbage merchant? He somehow got into fashion design.
Everywhere I go, no matter what I seem to be shopping for–regardless if it’s a shirt, a belt, even jewelry–it’s cabbages, cabbages, cabbages!
Now you may be saying, “Karma, those aren’t cabbages, those are flowers.”
Oh are they, my friend? ARE THEY? No. Flowers are meant to be beautiful, delicate even–there is a kind of grace to most flowers. These have no grace. These are large clumsy ruffle things that look like someone pulled it directly from the cabbage patch only to attach it to a piece of clothing. And frankly, I’m sick of it.
I go shopping for an evening gown. BAM! Cabbage. I grab a hat for the winter. Cabbage! Don’t even get me started on the broaches and hair bows! Nothing but cabbages. And we don’t need your stinkin’ cabbages.
Where have all the simple/clean cuts gone? I don’t need to hide behind all this froofaluh. It’s hard to find something that isn’t overly gathered or doesn’t have a giant cabbage stuck on it. It’s a wee frustrating. However, when examining an otherwise lovely garment–examine how the cabbage is attached. Very often one may remove it with just one tiny snip of a thread. Why? Because those things are seriously thrown on as an afterthought. A horribly stupid afterthought.
…Also, please enjoy shoes that not even Bayonetta would wear: