The World is made up of so many colors, rich, dark and tantalizing.
Good, wrong, evil, pure. unborn, shiny and new, rusted, crusty, old and dead.
Intended to be perfect, tending to be just the opposite.
Whether old or new, wrong or right, Each color has an inner beauty.
An inner voice.
A reason to be an atheist, a reason to be agnostic, a reason to be catholic, a reason to be buddhist.
Freely flowing in an unstoppable rush of independence  and individuality.
Sparking our senses.
Turning us on.
Turning us off.
Directly Clashing and Contradicting.
The world of colors is a Fashion Faux Paux.
Creating, deleting, destroying, believing.
Its beautiful, its gorgeous, spectacular....INTOXICATING!
Its morbid and Gory, bloody and depressing...
But despite the direct clashing,
The major Fashion Faux Pauxs,
I love these colors.
Through the laughter.
And the love.
The anger.
And the blood.
I've always enjoyed being part of this amazing machine.
Full of Fashion Faux Pauxs.