Have you ever wondered why people create blogs? Is it to gain fame and sit at the top of the hierarchy? To get freebies (which tend to come when you are at the upper echeleon)? Or is it to find validation from your fellow fashion enthusiasts? Indeed being given praises can be rather addictive, I must confess. However, certain things do bother me when I come across a person’s site for the first time. Not sure if you know what I’m talking about but the ones who post photos of their deadpan face like a dead fish in 35 different angles make my eyes twitch. And then there are the ones who flit across blogs, leave you messages like ‘Hey I like you, please follow me. kthanxbye’ and disappear forever.

My reason for keeping this blog alive is to serve as my curriculum vitae in fashion. It is way of keeping records of how far I’ve progressed throughout the years, my diary of fashion evolution.
Fashion is no doubt an industry I aim to return to once I leave school (which is reaaaaally soon, sooner than I am ready for) as shallow and crazy as it can be. I would love, and I mean really really love to work for Rick Owens or Gareth Pugh on the business side of things. However, if money is never an issue in my life, I’d choose to be an apprentice under Hermes or Guidi just so I could learn to sew leather pieces together.