TEXTURE TIIIIIME

Hiya folks welcome to another episode of "Why doesn't my coffee guy put sugar in my coffee when I specifically asked for ONE SUGAR". Jorge it's not hard ... the fuckin raw sugar is right next to you along with forgetfulness and poor life choices. Then again I do apologise for my anger ... I go to uni which is the equivalent of waking up, going outside and showering in mud knowing full well that it's slowly seeping into your skin. The texture of mud is weird ... it's dirt then someone added water and good intentions. Textures are a designers best friend ... they accentuate everything like handbags accentuate a womans bitchyness ... you can tell which women are soul crushers just by looking at their bags ... Louis Vuitton = Bitch, Gucci = Higher class bitch that bitches on the bitches, Canvas bag = Earthchild with flowers in her hair all round amazing human being that you'd probably give up everything for (tear).

Our textures need to convey the feeling of movement ... probably would be easier if you could just have a word that says move and an arrow pointing to the surface it refers to ... but apparently it's frowned upon.