Fashion Overload

So, I just realized that we are going through some kind of fashion overload. Crazy styles everywhere, crazy obsession with anything fashionable and guess what, same kind of eclectic in every magazine, every article, every outfit, every selections of interior design, book design, you name it. It is the same different thing everywhere. What do I mean? I mean, the selection of eclectic styles or clothing has the same kind of mixes, same kind of colour arrangement and quite interestingly, same kind of people as well.

You see that ponytail and this seemingly eclectic look? Well, almost every girl in the street has it and it makes me wonder...maybe I'm not the only one following blogs. I am quite bright in realizing this so soon, huh? (laughs at oneself)

Am not saying I don't like it, but at the same time, I don't like liking what everyone else likes. I like liking things that not everybody likes, it makes me feel unique without having me to try them out in real life and stand out and having to deal with weird looks or just looks in general. Also, in most of the fashion blogs that I follow (I realized my like has a pattern, maybe that's why they are all the same) the ads of all those famous fashion blogs involve vintage/hipster online clothing stores. So, I had this idea. What I am gonna do with my precious time (instead of reading my million books, seeing my million movies and going out incessantly) I will be reviewing every single ad on my saved fashion blogs and make a note on which online store has the cheapest and cutest and most fashionable clothes. How about that, fellow superficial beings?

There you go....if this doesn't make me famous now that we have included fashion in this ungodly depressed blog, now we got a chance at getting some readers. We will probably lose some followers, but who gives a shit, fame is the objective here. And of course, pursuit of superficiality and frivolity and anything that is beautiful. I might make fun of it, but to be honest, I do find it beautiful and I do crave it (fashion, that is). So as much as I am partaking in a bit of perversive masochism in my "likes", I think I am looking forward to my project.

Are you, my inexistent reader, maybe future-existent-reader?

Moments in days of weeks

Starbucks Moment
"The smooth, velvety feel of cream and coffee meet my tongue, courses through to my throat, then takes over the rest of me. The christmas music coupled with the cozy feeling of sinking into a comfortable armchair lull my mind, make my heart sing with sweet memories. I watch people rush, run by, slapped by the cold wind, aroused by the vivacity of the street. I am thinking of pine trees, warm fireplaces, red lights and reindeer on roofs. Sweet moment in a day of sourness within a week of stress and battles. The moment, within the day, within the week. Hmmm, let me enjoy the taste of it. Let me sip it till the end. Let me look at those girls outside and not wish to be them for a moment. Let me live it, love it, cherish it! This is a starbucks moment. What better ad than this?"

Library Moment
I am reading All Quiet on the Western Front and listening to youtube videos on my laptop. The following, makes me stop and think. This is pure beautiful simple writing. It is the reason why Erich Maria Remarque is my favourite writer. Also, I feel that this paragraph summarizes what the book is about to perfection and shows how innocence can be soiled so easily, how minds can be warped and mangled.

"We are not youth any longer. We don't want to take the world by storm. We are fleeing. We fly from ourselves. From our life. We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces. The first bomb, the first explosion, burst in our hearts. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war." p.81-82


Future Cafe moment
I just discovered the following song. The voice, the music, the lyrics make me love all of it for it seems that they represent me at this moment in time. And, of course, shots of subway tunnels that look like London underground make me reminisce of my time there and my desire to be in the streets of Europe for "life for me was a hot ride after the other, couple dates, couple lovers and a couple wild night with you, life for me is about all the chances we're taking, all the love we're making, and I wanna make love with you."