A BIRD ON THE EDGE OF SPACE.
For if dreams die,
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams.
For if dreams go,
Life is a barren field
Covered with snow.
A BIRD ON THE EDGE OF SPACE.
I haven't blogged in a while (ok, ok, YEARS.)
And I also haven't read blogs for that same amount of time, but there are some really cool real life people doing real life cool style stuff, and they've been on it this whole time.
When I first stumbled onto fashion blogs, the ones that really caught me were ones that I actually could relate to- only they had tremendous personal style- something special. Desiree, Dusk Devi, Vix, and Reva springs to mind- blogs possibly long gone, people still rockin' their style but not necessarily in the venue I "discovered" them.
I'll tell you what I look for- people with great style but the focus is about expressing their personality not the latest trends. Style over fashion, I say, and bonus points for thrifted, second-hand and vintage shoppers. Extra bonus points if they are over 40 years of age, and good at photography.
I enjoy photo/image heavy content especially if the photography has good lighting, strong composition and a memorable image. Clever, thoughtful posts are always appreciated.
Do you blog?
I'd like to thank a couple of style bloggers who have fun sustainable style and who have been so kind to leave comments here. For some reason, I can't figure out how to reply in the comments- so Sheila, and Ann, thank you for taking the time visit and leave your comments. You give a damn.
What blogs if any, inspire you and your personal style?
Behold: an awkward capture of myself in full sneeze. I think I love it because it's the antithesis of the purpose of the "selfie," a capture usually of an overwhelming flattering content. This selfie is so very NOT FLATTERING.
I'll confess: I'm pretty fucking good at taking a flattering selfie. In fact NOBODY takes a more flattering picture of moi, than moi. FACT: I don't know of another human being who has the patience or willingness to milk out a good angle, perfect lighting or the persistence to keep taking picture upon picture to get THAT PHOTO: the one that makes me look VERY GOOD.
But I'm a sucker for an interesting photo, and to be honest, flattering photos especially selfies are often BORING. Because omission is boring and perfection is dull.
That said, trust me, I'll be posting some flattering self portraits and selfies because, well, no one else seems interested in doing it.
(For even more disgustingly flatteringly proliferation of selfies, do check out my Instagramz here)
How do you feel about taking selfies? Are you into it? Do you do it? Any tip or tricks of the trade?
MY UNYIELDING MELANCHOLY
Worn this past summer-
I like the play of the graphic black + white with the romantic pink florals.
The sweater was a gift from Joyce. It's great for Seattle summer layering.
The tank and the shoes are new items, and both found me via Instagram ads, lol.
The skirt was a vintage Etsy find.
Nothing to Everything
-dedicated to Beauty Abounds
It feels a little like logging back into MySpace and seeing the empty rooms and remnants of an old party. We did have fun, didn't we?
Lots has happened since we last spoke, and I'm sure as much on your end of things, and rather than clog up a ghostly channel on the past, let's move forward. I've been feeling an urge to just take a step back, to NOT keep up with the newest, the latest, the up-to-datest of Tik-ity Toks, Reels, Feels and Eels. I do appreciate SOCIAL MEDIA but man, am I tired of it ruling how I engage with fellow human beings.
So I'm going to get a little old fashioned, aka old school, but who knows how long this will be the deal. All I know, is that I LOVED connecting with other back in the "blogging days," how creating was just as much fun as the posting, and I'm going to send a little tendril out here to check in.
I hope you've been safe and healthy and good.