Last night, as I was out eating 730 chicken wings and drinking pints of Guinness (trying to build my tolerance for St. Patties day), two things were brought to my attention.
#1 Because I am gay, I am an authority on fashion. Apparently I need no schooling in this department to be an expert. As Gaga says, ‘I was born this way’
#2 Chicken Wings and Guinness are not good on my waist line.
So I called my editor for some emotional support and to make fun of her years of bad fashion and platinum blonde locks. After a good cry she directed me to the new line from Stella McCartney for Winter 2011, that may cover my full-figured physic.
Here are a few of my favorite looks.
My ‘Dads Closet’:
The ‘Baked Potato’:
Now Stella, I’ve noticed you were really low on your outterwear design for your collection. Here in Canada its quite cold, so I thought I’d help you out. I have created an additional piece for your collection. Inspire by something I saw Patti LaBelle wearing in concert.
The Patti LaBelle:
Ohh Stella McCartney, thanks for helping us keep covered up and ever so fashionable this Winter…