Now, I ask you, Duarto, who’s supposed to wear that? Some anorexic teenager? Some fetus? It’s a conspiracy, I know it is! I’ve had enough. I’m leading a protest. I’m not buying another article of clothing until these designers come to their senses!

The speaker complains that designers make clothes for impossibly slight bodies, exaggerating the point through increasingly extreme examples. Declaring a conspiracy, they announce a boycott until designers change. The passage turns frustration over fit into a dramatic protest against the assumptions behind fashionable clothing.

Context reviewed 29 September 2026