i’ve been blog-averse for so long, but lately i’ve been wanting my little space on the web back. but how to bring this back into my life without it being vapid and dimensionless has been uncertain for me, so i’ve avoided it.
i think i’ve got it now. its so simple; when the noise becomes unbearable, focus on the base line. the blog is for my closet “fiending” –style things, wardrobe worries– all in the name of crafting a better one. documenting has helped me in the past, but then that became my focus, which wasn’t right and likely a product of my peers. its not easy trying to discern yourself from others when you visually consume as much as i do these days.
to bring myself back to basics, my basics, i remember a favorite, now-defunct blog of mine entitled Dead Fleurette. her almost draconian approach to simple, inconspicuous clothing was inspiring; it made her words matter all the more to fill in that visceral gap that distanced us, for though i was a reader, her style-kin i was not. however, her perspective still draws me back and her semi-annual wardrobe planning lists were stripped and genuine.
my approach to shopping had never been like that, making a list and following through. funny how saturated my mind is with fashion visuals, yet i never quite have a clear picture of what i’ll buy. the culprit is likely my deluded sense of…sense. i go by a gut feeling, which has been exacting yet capricious and worse, easily swayed by the fashion phantom that floats in and says:
you want this.
while it is right (i do want that), its cutting the queue of elegant ideas, namely those in my pinterest, that i mulled for so long to even pin, that i arranged so neatly into categories fit. then i look at what i actually have and its a mess of things i “wanted.” not that they were lies; its just that there were all shouting my name and i chose to go with the loudest.
and the only way i am going to be able to move forward from this pitfall of mine is going to be through self-discipline and goal-setting.