3/29/2013

spring come she will


Screw fashion for a while, let’s get some spring vibe. Well, although there’s no even slight sign of spring apart from London’s occasional sun, it’s kind of essential to get warm with some hot stuff. That’s what on the top of my ‘listen-to-survive’ list.

Simon & Garfunkel 'April Come She Will' (remix)



Isaac Hayes 'Hung Up On Me Baby'



Sonny & The Sunsets 'Dark Corners'



Freedom Fry 'With the New Crowd'



Thieves Like Us 'Forget Me Not'
 

3/24/2013

'fashion is not as cool as you think, girl' wtf




A styling course seemed like a great idea. It turned out fine. It made me aware of what fashion can be.

Preparing a shoot? Sounds amazing. And it is. Grabbing around for clothes and making them work, pushing own boundaries, leaving your safety-zone and taking fashion risks was what I needed. I may not have pulled it all off. I may not have revolutionized the styling industry yet. But the only aspect that made this course a tough one was to observe that the average fashion industry persona is not a happy one.

I thought it is all too inspiring to grasp – styling, moodboard preparation, visiting PRs, writing. But whenever some speaker came to the session, he made me feel sad. The photographer on the shoot was sad. The model was sad. The studio was sad. No one felt any spark or excitement for this small fashion project. Everyone living it as a routine task, because that’s probably what this really was.

Anytime someone says fashion, I do not conjure up anything dull. I see great things, great ideas, great sources. But it turns out it’s hard to get them, so you can end up as a poor stylist doing tiny, uninspiring projects or as a contributor to a fashion bi-annual no one cares about. Even while typing these words, the excitement slowly vanishes and probably  once I finish this sentence I will stop writing for at least a month.

But I won’t do that for one reason. I still feel this unidentified stimulant that makes me excited about what fashion can bring. If this blog somehow survives my ups-and-downs and I will continue to care, it may turn out that in the next two or three years I will go back to this post and laugh at my passion and naivety. Now, when it is still out there, I want to believe what awaits me will be amazing and constantly inspiring. That’ s what I wish for, for me and for all of fashion buffs-to-be and buffs-to-revive-again. 

3/10/2013

live think make create



Live, think, make, create is like a sequence to follow. It’s probably not a breakthrough discovery of mine, but there’s a relevant difference between being aware and implementing something into your life.

I treat this word-chain as a mantra, almost. But I think it is always a part of us, when we feel this irresistible desire to create something on our own. We launch blogs, make tumblrs and write novels hidden in the deep bottom of the drawer. It is a constant and compelling temptation to get down to something new and last in it, make it our domain, become good at it.

I’ve never known what is my particular talent. I could do things well, but there has never been this one specific part in my life I would stick to since my teen years. But once I started exploring fashion I knew it will become this ‘missing piece’ one day. I’m writing it now, while I’m about to finish the styling course with two photo-shoots to prepare and bunch of conceptions I could recite off the top of my head. Never ever have I felt so creative and inventive, never ever have I felt that calm. Once you get a proper chance, living and thinking enables making and when you make it well, you simply create. So it’s worth to seek and try. It’s worth to try and seek further.