I've got a new name for models:

Pink skeletons.

That's right.

Sometimes the skeletons are brownish, but I find them to mostly be pink.

I dropped by Allison in Mom n Dad's room a second ago, and saw a model on TV wearing some horrible strappy creation. I asked her what she was watching. "Runway"? Never seen it. The next model pictured was disgusting. As if the fact that her "boobs" (or whatever they are, since, you know, models don't exactly have any!) were hanging out UNDER her top (Which, by the way, I have dubbed "upside-down cleavage"!) wasn't obnoxious enough, she was sooo grossly boney. EWWWWWWWW!!! I mean, just...aaaugh!! Gross. Her "arms" (or pink bones, since that's all they were...I could see absolutely no sign of muscle in them) just hung out away from her torso offa' some weird things we humans would've called "shoulders" if they'd looked thicker and weren't so pokey looking. Her ribcage was all but hidden, and ribs ran down her small frame, making her look like an nine-banded armadillo straight outta' Texas. Whatever clothes she was "modeling" (or "whatever shreds of fabric she had wrapped around her like a mummified Egyptian pharaoh"), I have absolutely no recollection of, because her sickly, scrawny sack o' bones had completely diverted my attention. Does anyone even care what models are showing off? 90% of it would never be worn by any sensible person who cared the least bit about their reputation.

Models are soooo gross.

They're just mannequins that you have to feed and pay to wear clothes. HAHA!

Stupid designers...

--Ash

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