New sins. The new meaning of fashion. And a fantastic pair of sunglasses.

I have sinned against fashion, I have sinned against myself. I used to read more blogs, more articles, more magazines, more specialized books. But most importantly, I used to write, and, as some of you might remember, quite a lot. But I haven’t done so in over a year, not properly anyway, let alone consistently. Chance has it that today I came across a pertinent and, as always, wonderfully written article on The Man Repeller, that in turn directed me to Suzy Menkes’ The Circus of Fashion. The later is already a week old article, which in the modern world means it’s almost ancient, but unfortunately for a lot of us, the article’s painfully current.

“Today, the people outside fashion shows are more like peacocks than crows. They pose and preen, in their multipatterned dresses, spidery legs balanced on club-sandwich platform shoes, or in thigh-high boots under sculptured coats blooming with flat flowers.” Menkes begins. Yet why would these “posers” as Menkes calles them be any different than “fashion devotees hoping to sneak in to a Jean Paul Gaultier collection in the 1980s”, or the cool kids in London’s East End? Fashion-wise the difference might be that the action is now outside the show, but personality wise the stakes are that much higher, as people no longer dress for themselves or for their like-minded peers, but for attention,  and “poser” ceases to be an insult and has all the signs of becoming an actual job.
Just because you spend your time clicking the “like” button corresponding to various fashion houses, and use “love” in the same sentence with “fashion” doesn’t mean you actually love fashion. Heck, it doesn’t even mean you really know what fashion is, or what love is, if we’re on the subject. A business woman that works at a bank but loves to dress fashionably on the weekend, or wears a fashion forward necklace under her buttoned up white shirt and polished suit loves fashion more than a lot of our generation’s self-proclaimed fashion bloggers. Because she does it for herself as opposed to the girls who photograph their bland or absurd outfits for likes and praises.
The fashion world gets enough backlash as being superficial and consumerist, without anyone else adding anymore coal to the fire. So I suggest we all start acting just like the people we respect. Do you respect a fame-seeking reality start? That’s fine, but don’t expect to be treated any better than one. Do you respect a hard headed journalist, who talks about more than what they wore or eat that day? Then start acting like one. Like the saying goes, the day is yours, and the choice is yours.
No one is saying that we need to start wearing minimalist clothes, or all-black, but dress wisely, dress with a purpose, and dress for a purpose, other than getting attention. And whether you agree with Menkes or not, it is a sad day when a true fashion icon states: “something has been lost in a world where the survival of the gaudiest is a new kind of dress parade.”
Of course a difference has to be made because it is just a simple minded stereotype to put all bloggers into one restrictive category. So, for a more poignant response to Menkes article click on over to The Man Repeller’s Blog is a Dirty Word“How did we get here and why don’t we change it?” Authenticity, personality, the crazy-factor, reality star culture, and amateur groupies, it’s all in there. But so are other truths such as: Many of us couldn’t land the jobs we wanted, so we just made our own. Sure, the training isn’t traditional but my generation is brilliant; we are over-educated and often over-qualified for the jobs that we do take.” Or relevant questions like: “I found myself wondering if we, the bloggers, have entered an era where we can’t like anything without having our motives questioned.” Because of some unfavorable examples, it seems that we have indeed entered such an era, and that is why, ultimately, we should all be more responsible about what we like, what we promote, who we endorse, and especially about who we present ourselves as.
Oversized sunglasses hide a multitude of sins from the outside world, it’s true. But the worst is when you can’t hide those sins from yourself anymore.


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