Been thinkin' a lot lately about self-branding lately.
Fashion week saw a lot of street style stars strutting their tactfully-themed selves to the chagrin of fangirls like me -
who, quite honestly, probably couldn't distinguish them from any other Lincoln Center groupie were it not for their few key trademarks.
If it wasn't their appearance specifically, it was certainly a recognition based on the success of niche blog - which, truth be told, is not easy to obtain.
I mean, how do you narrow all of your
weird self intriguing personality traits and memberships in Tolkien societies manifold interests into one blog "theme"?
Which is why I have such respect for those blogs that choose one topic, look, or voice, and then tailor all of their content accordingly.
Because, does everything I wear repel men?
Do I wear my hair the same way in every post?
And does my snarcky-nerdy-naive rhetoric shine in every post?
Quite possibly. But that's beside the point.
I don't know.
I guess it's that people are people and not literary themes or Coca-Cola slogans.
Not that I don't wish I could narrow my persona just as much as the next aspiring important person.
That's not a depressing statement at all.
PS: I'm well aware that pressing return 10,000-too-many-times is an obnoxious tick of its own.
I really just ran out of relevant street style pics to fill the gaps.
Oops. I did it again.
I love that song.