spooky shit

ok so i decided i need to update with some news or nonsense. how about this? pete wentz has a 'store' for his 'brand' clandestine industries. its full of cool tee shirts! and colorful nikes! and sobbing teen girls! and wall art of such poignant phrases as 'this fashion machine kills me' or something to that extent that i cannot recall because (a) it was stupid and unmemorable in the first place and (b) wooo halloween beers. anyhow i hope his chicago store burns or fails or someone just tells him that he is no fashion icon for profiting off teen girls wanting to hold hands with him and wipe tears from his face so his guyliner doesnt smudge. boy needs to get some maybelline, but i digress. am i just too old to see the commercial beauty in this? would i feel the same way if devon sawa had a brand? or am i just hating the flash in the pan idiocy of his exploiting whiny teens who have ample parental funded spending power on pete wentz approved apparel or me hating the fact that he thinks he is some sort of design maven when really he is just another product that the people who in-turn own him profit from? the bottom line is someone needs to pay ME a jillion dollars to find puppet-y pseudo-celebs to hawk a crash and burn brand while i rake in the dollars off their loss. oh. and here are some easy breezy vacation appropriate Yigal Azroeul spring/summer 08 photos; i totally saw his botani trim order sheet today.