Thursday, July 9, 2009
Blue, white, and wavering
I know it will come to this, and now it has. For the past few days I've been contemplating about shutting down the blog, since I've gotten a little weary over it. Maybe it just needs a new format, maybe I should post less, maybe I should change the style to something more spontaneous. Or maybe it's me that's changing.
Last Tuesday, I opened a book of poetry and actually sat down to read more than one piece. I yearned for that interior world, where things are private, nondescript, and ideas form by their own volition — and can be interpreted in a variety of ways.
There is something very fleeting about fashion commentary, where both being ignorant and pedantic lead to the same boredom borne out of things that are exhaustible.
Living with fashion — which goes by the name of style — takes more time, has more considerations. I really don't know how these urgent musings will change the blog. Definitely I won't delete it. (There are hidden treasures worth a few drops of my blood.) But let's see. Maybe I shall be spending more time reading, writing, and thinking about things other than fashion (whilst of course posting my outfits), or maybe I shall nurture my other blogs (photography, street style, and poetry), which have suffered much neglect. I really can't say as of this moment.
Thrifted shirt, Marlboro Classics; sweater, Sisley; jeans, Maison Martin Margiela; filigree belt, Brave Beltworks; leather sneakers, Converse
Photos taken by Cecilia Aycocho