Friday, January 15, 2016

Support the Arts By Patronizing Bullshitty Small Business Initiatives

I'm letting the little kittens out of the burlap sack.  There's a new itsy-bitsy small business in the works here, and the whole damn thing fits in a standard size briefcase.  Woot.  Woo hoo.  Booo-yaahhh.

What is it?  Jewelry ensembles.  Fools wear one ring or less on each hand.  The new elite will be wearing co-ordinated jewelry ensembles, or, 'groupings,' so that your whole outfit leaps right off your ass and into instant ephemeral fame.  I think Warhol would approve of this, maybe, if he was still here today, if pernicious, evil Valery Solanis hadn't shot him in the brisket, taking years off that poor, suffering genius' too short life.  Even with Andy dead, his many surviving fans and rich friends will need to improve their look.  Things have been mighty fucking slack on Carnaby Street.  People have been neglecting fly their freak flags, and everyone has to suffer.  Unless people get hip to jewelry ensembles.

I plan to buy and resell jewelry, grouped in co-ordinated ensembles, always with high fashion in mind.  The new ghetto chic is near.

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