Advanced Anthropology I

So today we have the subject of anthropology on the table. I'll sort of superficially analyze some things and by analyze I mean of course to just repeat some random facts aboutthings you really don't need to be aware of but will still read because you, like I, have nothing else to do at the moment. (Stupid Peruvian school system ruined me and made me write oddly long sentences and it seems like I still haven't shaken that off, bear with me will you.)

We have contacts in Japan, like you don't know it. But she doesn't give any reports on the state of ANYTHING over there. So we have europe, south america and asia covered with correspondents still we have no international action here on the blog. We are getting sloppy here. Most stuff comes from the US... They have us in their claws with their fancy multimillion productions and what not. Damn it. Anyway so I came across this video tutorial that made me laugh so much I cried a bit.

Patty had actually told me about this whole 'fashion style' of Japan. It's like they're all Barbies on crack or meth or some other drug that really fucks you up and your colour seeing.

It's the exagerated version of what we here in Sweden call 'fjortis'. Let me explain. A fjortis is then:

- annoying

- mostly blonde, thanks to hydroperoxid not DNA

- has a vocabulary that contains more black holes than words and duplicates of the swedish equivalence of 'like', 'omg', the list goes on...

- cannot seem to want/be able to ask for help when purshasing foundation

Well, see for yourself.

You see the similarities between the girl above and the one below. So sad. Trying to have an internal discussion with myself about wether or not this is worse than the whole emo-thing. Doesn't it seem like this is the little sister of emo? The one left out because the parents Mass Media and Group Pressure cared more for Emo when it started cutting itself and mope aroundthe house instead of actually doing something with its life. Was Ganguro sittin on its bed thinking of being invisible and spray-on tans while crying into her teddy bear from IKEA?

But you have to give the credit for being so dedicated. I assume it's no walk in the park puting on all that makeup every single morning or confront your naked face in the mirror after taking it all off.

Speaking of fashion...

I AM NOT EVEN GOING TO COMMENT, THE FACT THAT I'M USING ALL CAPITAL LETTERS SHOULD BE MORE THAN ENOUGH.

What is it with these people? I need to pay them a visit and see for myself!