While the repressed, angsty, technicolor-shoulder pad look isn't necessarily something I'd hit the town in, I can see the practicality. Getting a drink is tough at a lot of places and I can completely understand where you are coming from with the colorful body armor. It presents a "I'm definitely here to look good and party, but I'm not trying to get hurt" vibe that I can only respect. But I must say, that rugby-helmet-loosened-chin-strap situation will NOT help your case on the dance floor. Can't afford that thing getting tangled in some chick's (dude's) hair. B+.
Once this bitch stops walking into walls and facially stabbing dudes in the neck, I can see her actually being a good time. She strikes me as one of those girls that will challenge you. You literally never know what direction she's going and that's enough to keep me on my toes. Plus if you zoom your computer screen 10000x and look into those mesh eye slits, I'm pretty sure she has amazing eyes. Throw that together with a solid mid-section and we may have our first Hellraiser dimepiece. A true anomaly. Concussions aside, this girl strikes me as a keeper. A-
(EDITORS NOTE: This is a dude. I'm feeling real weird right now)
NOTE: Fashion week appears to be off and running for another ridiculously year of stupid shit. Douchebags dressed as trash-cans and skanks dressed as Cinnamon Toast Crunch. It would take the dime-est of dimes to ever convince me to even consider attending one of these in my lifetime.