newest in new and the fall fevers

Nice, Meggles said "your own biz dot com" in the last AWESOME new post from her as the newest contributor to Fash Emerg.

I'm stuck in an office where every few minutes some one sneezes or coughs a hacking sack of shit from inside themselves. Shades are drawn, flourescents puke light on miserable shmucks and the AC is pumping to scarf temps. OUTSIDE, however (and there may as well be a caucoaphany of radiant horns when you step outside,) is a sparkling example of what mother nature can do when she gets off her fat ass. It's the weather you run home to change for, you want to step out in this kind of air, frock it out, fluff it, primp it, strut the hell out of an Avenue, pose in interesting shadows, vogue with strangers at cross walks. The pre-fall New York City dope weather is at its peak today. Unfortunately due to a hovering cold (wonder where I caught it from...) and general malaise- I wore an unimpressive outfit, I just couldn't pull it together, very unfortunate. The weather is almost worth quitting and going further into debt. Almost. Sigh. I can't even properly fantasize about an outfit, there's too much pressure to impress out there.
Go get 'em fall fashion tigers!
-Rylan