Stuck On Style Avoiding Inelegance - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
Just a dash of sophistication~ for a simple fashion flair;
There’s no fuss or hassle when you’ve got very short hair.
Though not a supermodel, my focus is on health for top form.
Walks in the park, exercises of the mind and heart, living warm.
Loving style and romancing in it~ is an entirely different affair.
Beauty, inside and out, invokes more than just people’s stare.
A Newsboy cap is enough to cause my credit-card finger to itch.
While other fashion frenzies cross a line, with each vulgar stitch.
Finding some fashion gurus have become fashion editors or gods.
Others are caught-up obsessed by labels, rather than God’s rod.
Style should be~ a sense of prospect, being uptown not uptight.
The spectrum of ages and styles differ with attraction’s sight.
Lots of Camera Hawks, and flashing fashion, for the media pose.
Sure I want to look expensive, simple elegant is like the rose.
Luxury isn't the opposite of poverty, it's obstinate to vulgarity.
The refined progressively aspire to health, art, and regularity.
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