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Something is Lost
Aug. 17th, 2005 06:48 pmI'm not sure if I've lost my mind or my fashion sense. But I feel the urge to revolt. Whenever I show up somewhere in the past I'd enjoy dressing up. And I still like to once in a while. However it seems the state of fashion right now is a little sick.
There's this overwhelming theme of self-consciousness and a severe lack of play in the way young people dress. It's like YOU HAVE TO HAVE THE WHITE BELT WITH THE ACID WASH JEANS OR ELSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT! DON'T YOU WATCH TV?! YOU'RE NOT A STYLIST SO STOP IT!
It's the dominant culture with shows like What Not To Wear that bug me. They work under the assumption that no matter what people judge you by your appearance. Which is true, in the case of impressing shallow nincompoops. So if we all dress to please the surface-level thinkers we can all get along AND look fabulous!
But you're not fooling anyone. Being a stringent style droid who accentuates strong features and draws away from the poor is always apparent to most people. You can look so good on TV and during your reveal but this is real life, motherfucks!
Now maybe it's the same as it ever was. But so many young girls today are so fucking dolled up they seem to have forgot their personality on their make-up desk. Peach shimmer, the right accessories and lip gloss. Autumn complexion, perfect jeans, pumpkin shoes for Fall and..
you're still boring.
Dudes too. I am a self-admitted indie hipster dork with a long and dark sordid past of puke strainers, obscure band shirts and ironic statements aplenty. I remember saving up all summer to get a set of PZ emo shades with yellow tinted lenses back in '97 or so. Now kids wear blog syndicated style. Dumb ass fedoras, unicorn shirts and retro-whatever. Bonus points for investing in a backlash good. Easy targets include: The RIAA, Old Navy/The Gap or anything with GWB.
The question I find myself asking at this point in my life is this: do I buy a lifestyle or do I live one? How hard do I have the communicate my lifestyle or how easily will I declare my existence through the actions I make in my life? Fashion is fun but I think, right now, our culture is a little extra hung-up on appearances. And it's time to move on.
There's this overwhelming theme of self-consciousness and a severe lack of play in the way young people dress. It's like YOU HAVE TO HAVE THE WHITE BELT WITH THE ACID WASH JEANS OR ELSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT! DON'T YOU WATCH TV?! YOU'RE NOT A STYLIST SO STOP IT!
It's the dominant culture with shows like What Not To Wear that bug me. They work under the assumption that no matter what people judge you by your appearance. Which is true, in the case of impressing shallow nincompoops. So if we all dress to please the surface-level thinkers we can all get along AND look fabulous!
But you're not fooling anyone. Being a stringent style droid who accentuates strong features and draws away from the poor is always apparent to most people. You can look so good on TV and during your reveal but this is real life, motherfucks!
Now maybe it's the same as it ever was. But so many young girls today are so fucking dolled up they seem to have forgot their personality on their make-up desk. Peach shimmer, the right accessories and lip gloss. Autumn complexion, perfect jeans, pumpkin shoes for Fall and..
you're still boring.
Dudes too. I am a self-admitted indie hipster dork with a long and dark sordid past of puke strainers, obscure band shirts and ironic statements aplenty. I remember saving up all summer to get a set of PZ emo shades with yellow tinted lenses back in '97 or so. Now kids wear blog syndicated style. Dumb ass fedoras, unicorn shirts and retro-whatever. Bonus points for investing in a backlash good. Easy targets include: The RIAA, Old Navy/The Gap or anything with GWB.
The question I find myself asking at this point in my life is this: do I buy a lifestyle or do I live one? How hard do I have the communicate my lifestyle or how easily will I declare my existence through the actions I make in my life? Fashion is fun but I think, right now, our culture is a little extra hung-up on appearances. And it's time to move on.
