Increasingly I find the "Fashion" of our world to be a fitting metaphor.

A hodge podge of fictional and historical garments crushed together without any logic. 

Sneakers coupled with pauldrons. Jeans worn by a wizard sporting a coned starry hat.

There's no intentionality! No DIRECTION. 

As is the case with everything. 

What people wear reflects their mindset. It should be indictive of the time they exist in.

I will embrace the period we exist in now, and will fully discard it when the time comes.

-Notes by Cynthia, the Snow Queen, next to a lot of drawings of cloaks, robes, and fashionable business suits with shoulder pads