So this one time, I went two full days without writing a blog post and felt really empty and weird and soulless inside.
Can we talk about drama?
Not the club.
But those "weird" kids are all super famous now so... joke's on you.
No - I'm talking like, Cher gossiping about Dionne type of drama.
I mean, what gives?
Is this a guys thing too, or are girls the only ones that incessantly make "big deals" out of absolutely nothing.
Like, literally nothing. Seriously. Think how many arguments have been instigated around just the word "nothing".
It's got me thinking, though; maybe the reason fashion is so women-centric has something to do with our need to overanalyze, obsess & critique. Maybe men see, internalize, and move on, in a way that is unsupportive of fashion's need to be ceaselessly devoured & discussed.
To be rehashed. Talked about.
Does fashion even exist with out it? The commentary, the reflection? I mean, so many men say that they "don't care about fashion". And maybe they don't.
Maybe they care about style, about how they feel, about how they represent themselves,
but not about "fashion". Maybe they don't want to think about their instinctive sense of style. Maybe they just want to embody it.
|jacket: vintage, pants: UO, shoes: Anthropologie|
[[my logic is that these are overly dramatic train chase photos. go with it]]
I'm fully aware that mens fashion weeks exist, and that mens clothing is a huge industry, and that any assumption made about men v. women is entirely sexist and assuming and wrong. But it has got me on an interesting train of thought.
Could fashion survive if we didn't talk about it? Would that seemingly high-end version of style even exist?
Photos by Shoaib