In the past two months, I've ironically removed myself further and further from fashion as I struggle to become an educated producer of the very art. In addition to intellectualizing it in the endless and completely unnecessary search for academic legitimacy, I have found myself intimidated by the constant fanciness of Saint Martins. What I don't immediately recognize as high fashion I either assume was expensive or write it off. This is nice to look at but when I peruse the store after a day of hating my entire wardrobe, i find myself above everything I can afford and depressed that I can't and won't ever afford the things I assume my classmates casually don. but where is my creativity! i used to assemble! After reading my friend kates blog (permission to hyperlink?) I realized that I have been thinking daily about fashion while wearing the same boring outfit every day. Partly, I blame London and its lack of sprawling Salvation Armies and/or my ignorance in knowing where they are. All I have found in terms of retail here are: overpriced H & M or worse type chains, really $$/₤₤ department stores, or (as the most appealing but not ideal option) overpriced vintage resale boutiques-- and that is nothing to work with. The quest for material continues as I daily google map "charity shop" to find some playthings and play. until then, i want these boots.
girl knows how to have fun -- photo courtesy of garancedore.fr
thanks for the shout out! hope you are doing well.
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