#PolyvoreMeetup

As I sat there on that (holy shit are those small) plane, reminiscing about the last couple of days out in California with Polyvore, I realized a couple of things:

# 1 . I will never fully understand people who are effortlessly cool.

 I just won’t. 

 It’s not in my nature to do so. I’ve been inbred with nerdiness, so the level of cool exhibited by the folks that I met this weekend was inimitably intimidating. I can, however, idolize and appreciate it regardless.

# 2. Some people – and by "some people", I mean Polyvore (and my mom) - 

just get it. 

And # 3. I desperately need a pair of Alexander Wang brogues.

At the risk of ranting, I’ve spent the last few months wondering where Fashion-with-a-capital-F is going. I’ve overthunk too many thoughts, and I’ve marred to many “organic” processes.

These last few days reminded me of why I started the blog in the first place. Real passion from real people. There’s a lot that’s fake in this world right now – and I think there always has been and that there always will be – but the idea that there are still those of us out there who get shivers from the perfect outfit, or who get teary eyed when they see someone realize their full style potential, is overwhelmingly reassuring. I think there’s always a layer of real sincerity in whichever field of interest you choose to pursue- the key is just finding it. The key is letting those people who are not world-renowned or famous but interested nonetheless, know that they are not alone. 

The members at the meetup weren’t, for the most part, from big metropolises or huge online blogger celebrities, but instead lesser known individuals from discrete locales with modest personalities.

So if these are some of Polyvore’s “top users”, then why do all the “Big blogs” that I read originate in New York or LA or London and showcase model-esque individuals? How can this make sense? Is all of the fashion talent really concentrated in those areas and around those beautiful people, or is there some strange skewing that is taking place in the supposedly “everyman” community?

Are we falsely perpetuating the notion that the rest of the country/world doesn’t have style or substance by continually focusing our attention on the wrong people?

Maybe Polyvore, and sites like it, are finally substantiating my long-held claim that not everyone not living in New York is artistically and stylistically idiotic. 

There's got to be a way to prove, once and for all, that fashion is of the people by the people for the people, and not a prescription pill at all. 

And now,

more photos from the trip....

butter balls!

my new fav necklace

CEO of Polyvore, Jess

Cheers.