Sprawa rażącego (żrącego) neonu jest tylko przykładem, że nie wystarczy narzucić na siebie trendu, żeby wyglądać dobrze. To samo tyczy się moich ukochanych ćwieków czy skórzanych kurtek. Być może za dużo wymagam, prawdopodobnie powinnam zostawić biedne dziewczyny w spokoju. Neon w ich wykonaniu nie był jakimś kosmicznym dramatem, bo przechadzając się głównymi ulicami Krakowa widywałam już dużo gorsze "stylizacje", ale niestety neon ma to do siebie, że świeci po oczach, więc chcąc nie chcąc zwraca uwagę.
I don't see myself as a fashion guru or oracle, but the last time my steps were guiding me to my work place I couldn't help but notice three ladies that catch my eye with their neon clothes. Not was not good catch, belive me. Just to be clear - I adore neon, I love all this feisty colours and often wear them myself. But realtionship with neon is not easy. It is never enough to just put some flashy top on your shoulders and go run this town. I'm not here to judge, but neon and plaid brown pants? That's a no from me. Tight neon? Of course, if you only have waist with the appropriate circuit and pants you're wearing down there are not as tight and are not dividing your belly into three parts. I, myself am from the upper weight category so I take notice of these things and am oversensitive.
Flashy bad neon is just an example that it's not enough to simply put some trendy clothes and you're good to go. The same goes for my favourite spikes or leather jackets. Maybe I am too demanding and I probably should leave these girls alone. Their neon was not a complete disaster, I saw much worse walking through main streets of one of the biggest city in Poland. But unfortunetly for some people, neon is flashy, so poor fashionaholic like me do take notice of it.
Dla przykładu:
Just for example:
Good neon
via: vouge
Bad neon
via: tumblr