As any ordinary person, we walk down the street from time to time. Well relatively often - possibly every day. At least in Amsterdam. Sometimes, I tend to wonder "did you not look in the mirror before you left?" or "does it not occur to you that it's -7 degrees outside?"
But maybe that is my outlook on certain things, I couldn't say.
Anywho, you know the boys/men who think that ugg's look good on them, or I'm sorry to say, redwings. Well, no. I think it looks ridiculous, I mean both are relatively awful looking when girls wear them (I have to admit that I am one who favours uggs), but really, who decided that boys should follow that trend too. Especially jeans tucked into boots - it's a no go boys.
Another thing are those tacky girls with their fake-fur coats, roaming the streets with their bleached blonde hair and nails painted perfectly with leopard print - I mean, really?
They walk the streets in packs, clones of each other. What happened to originality and expressing personality through clothing, colours and textures. That's what I miss when I went to school in Hilversum - the individuality was completely swallowed up by a black-hole. Which resulted in an on-going line of long-haired, skinny-jean-and-ugg-wearing girls. How boring? Yes, i agree completely.
But once moved into Amsterdam, there is life, there is freedom, and their is personality. Everywhere. All kinds of people, from all corners of the world. That's heavenly.
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