I think "fashion" is the most pretentious waste of time. Of course, I'm a middle aged chubby white guy, so what would I know.
The most interesting thing to come out of Fashion Weak so far has been the headline "When goody bags go bad . . ." If anything symbolises how pathetic New Zealand is on the world stage, it's the fact that the most exciting gift in the goody bags at Fashion Weak was tea bags!
No Chanel, no diamond jewellery, no airline tickets to exotic destinations, no iPods or Blackberrys, no 1 ounce gold bars, no cars. Tea bags. A tea towel. An apple.
And second hand books? What's that about. I'm guessing it wasn't an autographed copy of Catcher in the Rye. The mind boggles.