SweeTart - Fashionising Food.

I assure you, when it comes to fashion - clothes are less than skin-deep.
'Fashion' exists within the foods one eats, the way in which one talks, walks, and carries their man-bag/hand-bag. It is the way one feels and thinks. It is culture, and vice-versa. We have witnessed the birth of a 'total fashion'.
It is therefore my duty as a follower and creator of the supposedly fashionable to recommend a critical dietary staple, without which I may not aptly survive the beautiful Autumn months.
I speak of none other than the Pink Lady Apple.

The answer to a call for 'total fashion' lies in that which we are. And as those of us who are gullible, (or perhaps just enjoy pretending to stand on moral high-ground) chime –'We are what we eat'.
My suggestion? Find yourself a fruit. Like clothes, you need to find a tailored fit – not another's Cinderella-shoe.
Alternatively, you may enjoy holding a bottle of water in the tips of your fingers as you stride down the street – but why not a mandarin? Perhaps a banana or tangerine?

Why not the sweet-yet-tart, crisp, juicy, tight skinned allure of a little pink 'something' held casually in an artfully posed hand?

Only last Week, when I was seated at (certainly not) my train station of choice, the naive young girl beside me was gorging herself on McDonald's fries.
I promise you there is absolutely no better feeling than being completely aware that you are physically healthier and far more fashionable than a McDonald's eater, simply accredited to that which we hold in our little hands (even if it is a little perishable).
You cannot tell me that there is no 'eau-de-suave-fashionista' lingering about a girl with large dark sunglasses, a pair of stonewashed Levi's, tartan scarf, Black 'Hound Dog Assoc.' Cotton bag, and a two-tone apple in her hand.
Or perhaps you'd prefer the stonewashed hair, stonewashed skin and stonewashed health associated with unfashionable nutrition consumed a little-too often. Hardly stylist-magic, we'll call it 'fashion tragic.'

It is so blatantly obvious therefore that our fruit could well be far better than pack of cigarettes and a D&G singlet proudly snapping and whoring itself along the pavement.
Because our darling Western Australian Pink Lady's are so much more than the Jimmy Choo of Apples.

The Pink Lady is total fashion.

(If you wish to know anymore about the origin of the Pink Lady, its history, the best places to store Pink Lady's, the reason why Pink Lady's are always icy-cold in the store, Pink Lady recipes, and Pink Lady season, go hunting about this site.)