Qui aime la limonade à la mandarine ?

The other day I found this interesting but short thing: Design Thinking LAB: Math Goes Fashion
I heard someone says you shouldn't care about discriminations 'cause it's only a problem for some socials groups, and other more important things like unemployment concerns everybody (in particular discriminated groups, right?) Well, kudos, this person understood that discrimination wasn't a problem for everybody, now check out the end of the definition.
I feel like my sentences makes no sense and I played Neverwinter Nights which has no relation to that whatsoever. I have a familiar bat, don't mock me, you won't since I play alone without you, but now that I've told you ?! 1. I just appreciate the animal and 2. Thala (I named this little flying mammal cutie.) scares trolls and fire giants!

Yesterday, I was at a VIP thing and drank champagne, limonade (which put me in that state) and ate macarons (I hated this last one!) which does sound cool and all, 'til I tell you they just sent me and invitation because I have a fidelity card at the Galerie Lafayette (don't know why I asked for it), but while reading the thing I thought about the free food. Free food is one of the coolest thing in life, and I didn't expect it would free things I could never afford and taste normally, though if I could have afforded it I wouldn't have because there are better things to buy than good food, like just food. It was way better than the oh-so-expensive salon Créativa things, where I got told off for wanting to taste ALL the chocolates : « it's for tasting, not for eating! » I was told by some fellow with thunders in the eyes and voice. That's what I'm doing, do you really think clients are gonna buy your oh-so-expensive food without tasting one of each to see which chocolate is the best? So, maybe I look like I didn't have money for that, not enough it was true, but if I did I wouldn't have bought anything after that; so, let's pretend I had enough money and didn't buy anything.
At the Galeries Lafayette, I was told to drink more limonades and taste more and everything, and the limonade was so, so good. I even got some free Agnès b. condoms, which I'm impatient to convert into water bombs as soon as the necessity to serve and protect My Country(c), My Homeland(c) will show up!
I saw rich folks (I assume, I guess lots of them came just for the phree phood!) with tiny little dogs wearing tiny little strass-y collars and tiny little jackets ! Real kitsch folks that I only saw on the TV before! When I say kitsch, it's a compliment. OH SO TINY LITTLE DOGS!
I talked to a Dolène with a grey hair bob, a fake fur overcoat and huuuge sunglasses and it was fabulous. When I get older, I want to dress like that, but I don't know if it's me because it looks too extraverted and too, but you see these people in movies dressed like that and getting whatever they ask for, and generally being cool and kitsch, and you want to dress the same, and you see real people dressing like that! Yeah, I understand most people don't get what they ask for, but still!


The picture is badly taken, but it almost looks as if it was done on purpose and as if I edited it. I took some better pictures of this outfits, but this one is weirdly more agreeable to look at. Or my eyes-brain thing is buggy.

I like myself. Notice, admire, emulate. (I only say that because it sounded nice in my original post : constatez, admirez, émulez.)
Post guaranteed without drugs.
Post-Escarole: also, I joined a fashion design workshop and the people there scares me. More later, maybe, I just need to admit to myself I'm scared.