Married To The M.O.B. Summer ‘09
And from one over-achieving brand to something else entirely. Now, its not that I like to stir, that is to say I do sometimes like to stir (?), but I have to say I’m sensing a sense of tree-mendous (Ha!) underachievement from these first glances of Married To The M.O.B.’s latest Summer collection which dropped yesterday. I mean as usual the styling/set is top notch, but as for the actual collection all I can muster is a “That’s.. nice?” as opposed to “Caralho, (swearing In Portuguese these days), gotta gather up my bitches and find somewhere to roll to, and be all like MOST off-ici-a-lee by-actes”, and so forth. Rather this makes me want to gather said bitches and roll to like Hamsterly Forest or something - visit my special stepping stone and play bat and ball with a picnic, (which for the record is the most fucking awesome way to spend the day in sunny old Englander). But what I’m trying to say that I didn’t think that’s what M.O.B. where supposed to be about, is it? Not that I was ever into the whole slogan bitch-fest which seems to pepper the majority of their collections. I don’t know, I’ve never been down with calling oneself a bitch, certainly others take pleasure in it, but I’m a good old fashioned Nicey McNice-pants, or mebeez I’m just boring. Unless ofcourse it was Missy calling me her bitch, and then I’d totally switch and be all like up in Hamsterly frontin’, getting in all the tree’s faces, saying stuff like,”You’d best be trippin or I’ll be woodchippin’ yo trunk-ass, bitch!” and the like. Perhaps. So anyway. What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, the M.O.B. collection. Gonna score it a vastly resounding “meh”. Can Do Better!
Thanks to AroundTheWayGirls for the info.
Beijos! (Sasha)
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