A moda...

Acabou a London Fashion Week. Faz tempo, mas eu estou feito ver jogo de futebol na TV e ouvir no rádio: com um atrasinho irritante. Vocês perdoam, né?
Mas enfim, o saldo foi positivo. Algumas goodie bags, muita cerveja de graça e fotos interessantes (que coloco por aqui assim que o novo blogger+google resolver permitir).
Mas a moda cansa e tudo o que consegui produzir depois de correr pra lá e pra cá foi esse singelo poeminha…que está em inglês porque foi originalmente escrito para as pobres orelhas das minhas colegas de classe. Traduzir poema é difícil, então vai em inglês mesmo. Vocês perdoam, né?
(E não vale dizer que voltei americanizada…inglesada até vai, já que ando pedindo desculpas feito uma british lady).


There were the shows
There were the cues
There were the clothes
There were the tunes

It all kicked off
With an awful Ben de Lisi
The eighties are over, my friend
Being a designer is not easy

Manish Arora however
What an inspiration
It was cyber and embellished
From a different constellation

Basso & Brooke also rocked
And this is not cause I'm brazilian
Such hot prints and crazy shapes
Those are two boys in a million

I saw Menkes and Alexander
What a couple would they make!
Throw in Isabella Blow
And they would keep the block awake!

And the models, all so pretty
But a tinny bit too skinny
They look great in crazy clothes
But would be iuc in a bikini

I was seated I was standing
Got a few nice goodie bags
Drinks with Andrew and the girls
And quick breaks for cheeky fags

Now I am all fashioned out
Sometimes I thought: I want my mom!
Looking cool is such hard work
But boy the week was loads of fun!