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2022 Fashion
2022 Fashion
There is a dearth of luxury in fashions of today.
All the garments made of fur have been tucked away.
Zibelline and beaver, chinchilla, mink and fox
hide in the back of closets or in the remnants box.
The most ardent fashionista wears clothes shapeless as kelp.
Shoulder pads and belts and pads do not seem to help.
They walk runways like branches stripped down to their bark:
minimal and twiggy, sparse and wan and stark.
Lace and ruffles banished, hot Goth is all the rage.
Tractor Trek-Sole boots and chunky loafers stalk the stage.
Sweater vests and crop-tops, shabby chic and Y2K
have replaced silks and satins, mohair and chambray.
Power Bohemian florals compete with color clashing
For what the trend-setters of the day find most chic and dashing.
The only good that I can see in these current fashion rages
is that fewer animals are being kept in cages!
Prompt words for today are kelp, ardent, branch, dearth, zibelline, shapeless.
Fashion at the ASA Art Market
This is one of the best Lakeside Art Markets I’ve been to in 21 years. The setting is charming, the art was so irresistible that I bought a painting and two pieces of jewelry even though I have not one inch of space on my walls to hang another painting and have so much jewelry that I’ve been giving it away to visiting friends and relatives. I’ll show my new painting later once I receive it as the paint was still drying when I bought it..ha. But, the other thing I noticed was the number of ladies in absolutely smashing clothes. At times it looked like models in a fashion show wandering through the crowd. Here are just a few of my favorites.
They, themselves, were walking works of art:
Please click on photos to enlarge.
Future Shock
Future Shock
On our way to maturation, when we’re adult-bound,
childhood’s denizens are most likely to astound.
Expressing new insights, they make statements bound to shock
that upon close scrutiny, their elders choose to mock.
Patterns of behavior that they, too, exhibited,
glorying in actions their elders once prohibited.
Thus does every generation choose to shock the last
as their predecessors fade into the past.
Time is a marsh that buries memories of old
as each new wave of humans discovers acts more bold.
Prompt words today are patterns, insight, scrutiny, marsh, childhood. Images by Tamara Bellis and Sharon McCutcheon on Unsplash.
Couturier Extraordinaire
I admit this is the weirdest poem I’ve ever written. Forgive me,Robert Frost….
To be sung to the tune of “Nothing Could be Finer Than to be in Carolina!”
Couturier Extraordinaire
Nothing could be finer
than to be a dress designer
a hum di-i-i-i-in-ger.
Dealing with disaster,
sewing faster faster faster
on my Si-i-i-i-in-ger.
Nothing that they do can ever h-e-e-e-ex me
even fashion stalkers cannot ve-e-e-e-ex me.
Marketing their copies
to the stoners and hip-hoppies,
they can’t ma-a-a-a-at-ch me
Gleaning all my leavings,
they are surely misconceiving,
They can’t ca-a-a-a-a-tch me.
No one in the industry can best me.
All their machinations cannot test me.
That’s why nothing could be finer
than to be this dress designer
I give wa-a-a-a-ar-ning!!
for no one can beat me
and for sure they can’t repeat me
at ado-o-o-o-or-ning!!!!!!
Mantrap 101 (Grading on the Curve)
Mantrap 101
(Grading on the Curve)
What quantity of your allure
is due to a fine manicure?
What woman ever won a date
by means of being Latinate?
This tidbit I am drawn to share.
What guy was ever known to care
whether your purse matched your shoes?
No sane man has been known to cruise
shoe stores as a place to lure
a conquest, and you may be sure
that when he’s waiting at your gate,
no man is going to berate
the fact that you aren’t wearing Prada.
If your shape rates “Yadda yadda,”
I’d say that you will be successful,
and all the other stuff’s just stressful.
If you want to flummox him,
just skip the rest and hit the gym.
Photo by Engin Akyurt on Unsplash. Used with permission. Word prompts today are tidbit, berate, lure and quantity.
On Display
On Display
He’s so ostentatious. He turns up his nose
at other folks’ houses, vehicles and clothes.
He only wears Lagerfeld, Lauren or Kors.
His decor is elegant, but he hates yours!
Your neighborhood barbecue starting at twilight
will never be his calendar’s highlight.
Picnics to him are truly the pits.
He dines at Spagos. Slums it at the Ritz.
In his microcosm, he reigns as the king
of all refinement. Each exquisite thing
that resides in his house is an objet d’art,
but, concerning your taste? Darling, don’t start.
When it comes to decor you have no idea.
He buys antiques in Paris. You shop at IKEA.
Of his sense of design, you know not one iota.
Do you need further proof? You drive a Toyota!
The prompt words today are microcosm, barbecue, twilight, ostentatious and nose. Photo by Kevin Bhagat on Unsplash
Mistakes in Parenting 1: Teenage Fashionista
Teenage Fashionista
She layers on her makeup, gussies up her hair,
then faces indecision over what she is to wear.
It is an epic battle, trying to decide
inside which current fashion her body will reside.
She asks no one’s opinion. She’d rather try and pile
garment after garment, not quite today’s best style,
on bed and chair and carpet, in crumpled little heaps
until she finds the outfit that she will wear for keeps.
There is no dearth of choices of every hue and kind,
which makes it even harder—this making up her mind.
Crop tops, skirts or Levis ripped in the right places
are surveyed in the mirror as she strides off her paces.
Lip poochings and selfies help to make the choice.
When she finally picks her costume, all of us rejoice.
Into the car and speeding to get to school by nine,
both of the kids delivered, back home I guzzle wine.
Raising a fashionista is something short of fun.
I swear I won’t go shopping with the younger one.
I’ll build her fascination with reptiles or bugs,
go hunting in swamp waters for snakes or frogs or slugs.
I won’t encourage fashion sense or darling little dresses.
I’ve had enough of posturing and daily costume messes.
Making mistakes in parenting is not part of the fun,
and for sure the next time, I’ll make a different one.
Prompt words today are help, dearth, epic and indecision.
Fertile Fashion
Yes, you can make the images larger by clicking on the photos!!
Fertile Fashion
She had a verdant sort of glamour unabated by machine.
Thus all of her garments were a vibrant shade of green.
Her bodice made of leaves and her skirts all made of branches
interwoven with fresh grass from her father’s ranches.
She knew she would inherit all his forest land and grass
which would be sufficient for covering her ass
for throughout her lifetime except for those long winters
when the grasses withered and the branches turned to splinters.
That’s how she came to following the sun to warmer places
where grass was always greener and with no wintry traces.
She had a fleet of weavers and they developed followings
that started up a fashion trend based on nature wallowings:
women picking grass and leaves for home-woven duds.
Embellishing with tiny bees that burrowed in the buds
that they wore for earrings and the sheep and cattle that
followed them in twos and threes to feed on purse or hat
woven from green grasses and embellished with fresh leaves.
They nibbled on their hemlines and fed upon their sleeves.
And this is how the world came to accept the final crudity
of fashionistas who evolved from verdancy to nudity!!!
Today’s prompts are glamour, following, verdant and inherit. All illustrtions harvested from the internet.
Slashin’ Fashion
Slashin’ Fashion
We used to think that what we wore in public really mattered.
No one wanted to appear in clothing ripped and tattered.
But now it seems the custom is to vintage-up our fashion
like it has been ripped apart in the throes of passion.
Everywhere we go, bare skin is brashly popping out
as though we can’t afford new jeans and it’s a thing to flout.
When we gain weight we do not have to buy a bigger jean,
we simply use our scissors to augment the space between!
Old men shake their heads in shock and nearly lose their dentures,
and yet these wanton ladies draw their looks as well as censures,
for when they rouge their cheeks, they do not deal with only two.
Now they have to prep four cheeks for the world to view.
I worked on this poem for over an hour and when I tried to add an illustration, I lost it all! Nowhere to be found. Nowhere in drafts. Yes, a bit of cussing. I don’t know about you, but after I’ve written something, I forget it completely, so I had to start out again from scratch. This time it went more quickly, though, and although it is generally the same idea, you know what they say about the one that got away!
This time I’m copying it into my sticky notes before I try to save and illustrate it. This is the first time I haven’t done so in a long time and now I remember why I always did so! Image found on the internet. No credits given.
The Daily Addictions prompt is augment.
The Ragtag prompt is vintage.
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