Once upon a time she lost a button. Once upon a time she lost her

temper. But if there was one thing the Collector wouldn't let herself

lose, it was a fight—especially one wrought by old envy. For if there

was something she couldn't collect, it was what the Fairest of Them

All possessed: a name in the superlative, no less than in the name of

beauty. But what the Fairest didn't have was the Collector's flawless

sense of fashion, exceptional in subtle pomp even the haute-couture

circles of Paris, Milan, and Cainta secretly admired. (All the

Fairest's mediocre attempts at chic attire had failed.)



No surpise then that when one of the two fat cyclops discovered that

their lady's button had been stolen by the Fairest, the Collector was

glad: Finally, she had a reason to rip the ghastly face off the head

of that "pretentious albino slut, clitless fashion-whore-wannabe" (her

words from an interview by Tondo Style Quarterly.) "She gives albinos

a bad name," she continued, paraphrasing Bon Jovi.

APRIL 24
Hiraya Gallery
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