#32… but not really…

I’m not the best blogger when it comes to my styles. I admit that. I think it’s the typing of the style card that deters me, really. I have so many ideas in my head that I enjoy styling it, wearing it, capturing it, and then throwing it on flickr really fast. Then to come here and type out, manually, everything that I wear is a little -.- for me. However, I do give credit to all the designers and clothes makers for everything that I wear. Without them I would have such pretty and unique items to play with (or my incredibly high credit card bill at the moment!). I don’t know how to make clothes, but I sure do love wearing them RL and SL. I love fashion.

Love it.

I love colors, textures, fabrics, patterns, GLITTER, and sprakles and faux fur … leather, twill, cotton. I love how it can make you a different person from one day to the next. That something as simple as a black p-coat that you’ve had for years can be worn when you’re cold or scared, and suddenly you don’t feel that way anymore.

It has power.

The power to move people emotionally or physically. The power to create motion politically and socially — to say all the things that words can’t describe, but you can tether these things into what you wear. And, it is not the price or the amount of money you spend on an item, but how you wear it that defines you. How you tailor it, and fit it, and shape it to make it a creation of your own from a pair of jeans with your favorite picky sweater, to a 10,000 ball gown bought for charity. I am no expert.

But, I know what I love.

I know that when I’m sad, when I feel like I’m completely sucking at life (and SLife), when somebody hurts my feelings, or when I’ve been disappointed — I can turn to my fashion magazines and favorite t.v shows like “project runway” and now that it’s there waiting for me to play. Welcoming me with open arms. :)

By the way. There’s a boy that I like. And guess what? He types in complete sentences, too. *swoons!*

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