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INSULT TO SPACE // RUCKUS SS 16 FASHION FILM

INSULT TO SPACE is a Fashion Film produced by Ruckus for their SS16 Collection directed by Blurred Pictures. In a world that tells us that if you don’t have 5K followers you’re not good enough, in a world that tells you that you need to have it all figured out by the time you’re 24, in a world that tells us it’s mandatory to be happy all the time – Insult to Space is a tribute to say that’s all bullshit, and its OK to NOT BE ok. Its our brokenness that is what makes us beautiful. Poem Lyrics: I cannot say you are beautiful. I cannot compare your eyes to stardust or nebulas or say your voice is as delicate and soft as lace. although you are my whole universe, you are not my whole universe, because to say so would be an insult to space. People are not that beautiful. You are not a complex planet or a system of stars. You are only human. You are broken. You are messed up. I am messed up. We are messed up. We made mess just to tell people we are uncivilized. and no matter how enticing that sounds, they are brittle lies and there is no great galaxy in your little eyes I cannot say you are beautiful. I have no words to convince you of how real this is how deep I feel this is the most I can give you. I cannot say you are beautiful and I sure as fuck can't forgive you. I am sorry. I am sorry I write poetry to make me feel like I deserve you. Like the longer you spend on the tip of my pen makes me more qualified to love you than any of them. I am sorry I write poetry in part to preserve you. I've observed you on so many accounts, but it amounts to nothing if I can't wait to see you in person and patience was never my virtue. I am sorry I write poetry sometimes just to hurt you, and wonder if you wonder of who it's about I doubt it. But lately, the trees have been smelling like broken promises and the grass has been far too green. And sometimes I make metaphors to mimic your mannerisms and I don't even know what they mean. When I was young, I used to eat all the food I hated first. and save the best for last It felt like an honor. I keep thinking you're just waiting to honor me. That you're saving me for last and i've been fasting, but today, I ate my dessert first and it just gave me a stomach ache. and standing in the rain gave me a cold. My mother told me not to do these things. and to stop talking on telephones. She warned me of the colds and the aches and the cold aches in your bones. And when the grass is too green and the trees smell like burnt toast, I imagine your mouth tastes like stale candy. And today I ate stale candy and it settled my stomach, but not my fears And today the raindrops filled my bed with tears. And my mother said: "Honey, he's not the type of boy to call anyone his" So I will not call you beautiful, because no one really is. Words & Performance : ALEAH BRADSHAW Music : KEATON HENSON Produced by : RUCKUS Directed by : BLURRED PICTURES www.ruckusapparel.com