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The first rule of fashion: Restraint. The second rule: Not This.

It might be fun at first, but sooner or later you'll find a highschool dropout smuggling cocaine and bootleg American Apparel across the Mexican border and wishing your parents had grounded you until you finished your homework more often.

You really want to be noticed don't you?

It's not even so much that raver gear surprises, shocks, or horrifies me any more. That's not what gets me. I'm just amazed that kids are still overloading their senses on questionable drugs and more questionable music on the weekends like we're still in 1998 Essex or something.

He's going to use that wizard staff to perform a... how do you say... "Acid Rain" dance?

I mean, you can really pick out the movements in the colors and patterns here. It's all quite amazing.