Either the Toy or a Drug-Fueled Trip to the Restaurant

The day I understand haute couture is the day Karl Lagerfeld releases a line of tape dispensers for Office Depot, so I usually don’t bother commenting on it.

But speaking of office supplies, I have a stack of papers on my desk that could use some filing, and I think I know just the pants for the job . . .

Now you know why the rumours are that all haute couture models are drunk, high or both. You’d almost have to be seen in public wearing something like this.

Why is it the everyday citizen said to be lacking fashion sense when this sort of idiocy is allowed on catwalks? This accordion’s model should wear the outfit to Walmart so he can be featured on peopleofwalmart.com.