My dear readers. You’ve surprised me. After posting my first blog involved mind thread, I was sure it will take days, weeks even, for people to wander to my page and read it. You proved me wrong, for which I am thankful. So here I am again.
You know that feeling, when you’re cleaning your room or car or flat.. And you find some old CD, that you were craaaazy about few years back and then totally forgot about it. Then naturally you put it in your player and get absolutely overwhelmed with all the memories, feelings and warm fuzzy feeling of nostalgia. This happened to me today. I loved it. Actually, last couple of days were pretty amazing, which was a well deserved workship of mysterious ways. First I found out that I made it into my next year on faculty. Yes, I am aware that I said I blew it on picking the right one, still.. I am set to finish this one nonetheless. Then my sister invited me and my darling bf to join her family of three in the spa center – herself, her bf/life partner (they’re not married but it’s kind of weird to call him her bf after such a long time) and their almost 2-year old (my niece Sara). It was fantastic. Earlier though, my bf realized he forgot his bathing suit, so we went shopping. As I walked by a really nice shoe store I noticed they still have a pair of this adorable boots, I’ve been drooling over for the past year. Being the lovely man he is, he bought them for me as an early birthday present. First I didn’t want to accept them because they are pricey. But after half a day of convincing I was a proud and utterly happy owner of these beauties (sorry bout the crappy link, but it was the only one i found in the right color). And today, when my lovely Sara came to me, for the first time ever, during our hug, she said that she loves me. Melted my heart literally. BUT, this is not a blog about my ‘koos-a-la-goop-a-goop’ feelings. It’s fashion darling!! (sounds really great imagining Mr. Andre Leon Talley saying that).
Speaking of Mr. Andre, I would like to start a topic of fashion knowledge. As I said in my previous blog, I like various aspects of fashion. But if you don’t know who is who (even behind the scenes) how can you say anything about it in the first place? For me it is like selling apples and not knowing they come from a tree.
For several years I’ve been a great fan of ANTM. The appeal of this show for me is not in the liking of models or looking up to them or wanting to be them. It is the process of it and the opportunities they are given during the show. Which I may add, are really extraordinary for young girls with no previous true contact with fashion industry. And I think it’s sort of sad, that they (sometimes) just don’t appreciate it. But the thing I love/hate the most is auditions. Love them, because you get this great insight of the girls and how far would they go to impress the judges. And hate because mostly you see some really ignorant girls, who you would just like to slap. Now, don’t get me wrong. I know all kind of girls come to the auditions, and I think it’s really remarkable that they are given a chance, even if they have some shady background or if it is clear they had rough time surviving in this world. And this is not the ignorance I am talking about. What I really dislike in some of the girls is that when Tyra asks them if they can name some designers or photographers, they completely fall short. Yes I know, the footage is edited to be more interesting, but I will never forget an audition of a girl (which ironically enough I have forgotten) who was collecting pens. Funny shaped pens. She was a real hard core thing too. She even had them with her on the audition. And then Tyra selected 5 of them and asked her to name 5 designers. Nope, a bit too hard for that outstanding young lady. 3? Couldn’t do it either. Apparently, all of this girls time was consumed with pen collecting. And this is what I really hate. Of course she then burst to tears that this is her dream and everything. I don’t want to single her out, over the last 15 cycles many girls were in similar situation. But how can someone stand there and claim this is their dream, when they don’t know the basics of it.
Don’t even think I’m picking on models (I know there are some stereotypes about them not being the sharpest tools in the shed). The wannabe designers can be the same. I was watching the second season of Canada’s Project Runway (which is hosted by fabulous Iman, really worth watching). There was this young designer who was all about fashion and how he couldn’t imagine life without it and what not. Then in some ‘influential designers’ challenge he asked his team mates who is this ‘Yves saint Laurent’ or 'YSL guy' they’ve got. Seriously? No, for real – seriously? And I don’t even mean that in cool/semi passé slag ‘seriously’, but truly SERIOUSLY? I was flabbergasted. In fact I still am, so I won’t even try to bother with how wrong that was.
I just realized I haven’t mentioned much of education in here. More just the lack of it. For some basic, and I do mean basic info I warmly recommend a film ‘The September Issue’. It is about, well, many things actually. The main focus is on editor-in-chief of American Vogue, Ms. Ana Wintour. You may not like her (many people don’t), you may worship her (many people do), but I believe it is essential to know her. I knew for a long time who Ms. Wintour is and I never had any special interest in her or her doings. Not even when ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ came out – which is supposedly inspired by her immanent persona. It was after seeing this film that I became interested with her. At first I wasn’t sure whether to like or dislike her, but I was surely fascinated with her. Only after I read Kate Betts’s (once seen as most likely Wintour’s successor) critic I was convinced I not just like her, but adore her.
//.. what it might cost a person like Miranda Priestly to become a character like Miranda Priestly.//
(Miranda Priestly – the main character in The Devil Wears Prada.)
So my dear fashion lovers, today I got a bit theoretical again, I know. I am hoping to be more visually compelling next time. I do hope your eyes are not starving for beauty, like Mr. Andres do, still, I’d like to take care of your occasional munchies.
Take care of you AND your shoes.
Love,
AjoLina
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