Apparently it's Fashion Week, or something

Only 30kg left to lose and I will totes be rocking this frock...

I spent most of my teenage years raging against the 'girl' streotype by playing Footy at lunch, spending my afternoons at the river fishing and constantly getting in trouble for wearing pants to school that were violating the dress code. I had no real interest in magazines like 'Dolly' and 'Girlfriend' (Unless it was to have a chuckle at the sex section) and was not allowed to wear makeup. I was basically a 12 year old boy.

I remember the day in year 12 when I decided that I'd have a crack at this whole "pretty" thing. I wore a skirt. I wore my hair out. I even snuck some mascara and fountation on! So many people complimented on how great I looked! My new found femininity only lasted a few days though; doing all that work was just totes too hard.

Fast forward 12 years and I find myself on the opposite end of the spectrum. If I know people are coming over, or if I'm going out - even just to do the grocery shopping - I always try to make sure I look presentable. I might not spend two hours getting ready, but I'll make sure I switch my Warcraft shirt and baggy jeans for a nice, feminine top (That conceals my mothers' apron) and some nice skinny leg jeans, as well as throwing on some tinted moisturiser and maybe some mascara.

In a cruel twist of irony, I do not have the figure for fashion at all. In highscool I was a twig; but now I am pushing it if I can shop in a normal boutique store (Not that there is any of them here in Alice Springs). So why the hell am I looking at Fashion Week runway photos? Am I a sucker for punishment?

Anyhow, in case you didn't know, it was Fashion Week in America. Jezebel has been covering the shows all week, but I'm a slow and only just realised this now. Derp.

Neri approves of Gwen Stefani's Spring 2011 L.A.M.B collection. There's some gross shit in there, but there are some very funky pieces also.