Thursday, March 18, 2010

thoughts and aggravations dealing with style

Here's the deal with what I think about: Style.
I don't like "fashion dos and don'ts" because they set limitations. Just because some clothing doesn't 'flatter your figure,' it DOESN'T mean you shouldn't wear it. But by wear it, i mean wErk it. I think the only reason to follow stylists' "rules" is to always look attractive. And that's arrogant and slutty. It's fun to play with shapes and silhouettes and to be an object of interest rather than attraction. I believe personal style should be open to less beautiful expressions in order to truly grasp the reflection of the creator.
Which brings me to mall stores.
I work at a chain mall store and absolutely love the seasons I've seen. I personally don't wear much of the brand's clothing. Most of the customers I've interacted with are high schooler's and frat boys' moms. The clothes that never see the clearance rack are all soooo safe to me. I feel major chain stores rule over a lot of young people's personal fashion identity. It's like organized religion; exclusive and constricting. ;D A person's image carries a story. When a brand can sell its name on a cracker, i feel the consumer is forced to wear what the company can get away with. I respect people who shop at second hand stores and independent boutiques because i feel the outlet of expression and physical personality is a lot more divergent and practical.
I want to look like a bad boy. I think.
But like, the kid who can get away with being naughty.
Like the stoned Ke$ha. grody, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
When i get to fashion school i'm sure i'll be called gaudy or tacky. At least once.
:/ & :) I wanna work for haus of gaga.

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