revelations in a rut
I never realized that maintaining this blog would come with a nagging sense of obligation.
That is to say, an overabundance of ideas and and not enough time/energy to expand on them or to reciprocate comments for others…it’s enough to make one feel guilty.
Obviously, the internet is a priceless resource for the transfer and sharing of ideas, what could be a better example of its communicative effects than the entire~fashion blogosphere~. Of course, it’s great that it allows people open their minds and discover new interests, references, and styles, etc etc but as a result, everything is moving at such a fast pace. Discovery, then assimilation of a certain style spreads like wildfire, then burns out just as quickly, so that there is no longevity to the creative. I don’t like the pressure of keeping up with it all, I want to stick with what I like and discover things organically, for the most part.
This may be elitist, but I’m just angry at all these people namedropping certain beloved designers of mine. There is a level of conceit to this…I just want them to stay pure, and remain under the radar from those who only want to jump on a celebrity trend bandwagon and otherwise have no appreciation for it. Whoever said that money can’t buy taste…is wrong.
After hearing her speak, I laughed and have to say…it’s a damn shame about Dree Hemingway. She seems like a nice girl, but is really not living up to the legacy of her famous name- what would she be without it?
Just wanted to get all this off my mind- after thinking about it quite a bit for the past few weeks, I am starting to question whether I really want to work in this industry (for a variety of reasons). The internships I’ve had, as must as I’ve enjoyed them, have only led to deductions from a list of careers of possible interest. Law school looks to be an increasingly promising option..