I'm okay with this fret being lost to the masses. I hope my friend approves of my actions.
In 2008, a girl broke up with me. She was the first love of my life and it left me devastated. Though losing someone so dear in my life, and an emotion so dear, I did gain a lot of things.She used to be a model and dressed very well. Through our relationship, she encouraged me to dress well. Fortunately, she never treated me like a doll and dressed me up. She wanted me to look presentable and wear what it was that expressed myself. My progress was minimal.After the fact, my interest in fashion was maintained.It was at this time that one of my good friends and his girlfriend broke up. Because we were both in serious relationships we hadn't talked in awhile, but this made for good catchup time. It didnt help that we were on opposite sides of the world, so we only communicated bis instant message. Somehow, we had the same relationship when it came to fashion. Through our states of being single, we continued to converse and our interest in fashions matured together. His existence is not important to this story aside from encouraging my maturation in a time of need. One designer I fell in love with was Helmut Lang. By this time, the eponymous designer had unfortunately relinquished his position as lead designer and a lesser company was managing his label. Since then, the label has become defunct since the creative minds that continued to produce pieces were just not creative enough. But what did I like about señor Lang. The answer is not as simple as immediately perceived. First off, I'm a quality over quantity person, but stylistically, I liked that he had many looks that crossed the borders of formal and casual wear. He incorporated varying influences such as the heavy use of military wear in some collections, yet he still maintained a formal direction. It was laid back, but still classy. Now, being of mixed ethnicity and being raised in various cultures, I feel that cross genre things interest me a lot: music, women, food, art and decor...so why not clothes? You ought to see my furnishings. Thre is a fusion, of modern, classical, Japanese, Indian, Persian. It might be perceived as chaotic, but I like fine things, and I like to make them work together. His clothes were unique and flamboyant, but I could wear them in a way that I could feel not only like a normal person, but perhaps less than human. I'm totally okay with not standing out. But that is what Helmut Lang was about too. He was not well known and did not personally want to be known. He made good pieces of wearable art and kept to himself. Finding photos of Helmut Lang proves to be a difficult feat if you tried. But it's nice to go into public and not bed accosted when you may be a figurehead or revolutionary. A little reclusive is nice. I later appreciated this in other designers.During this time of interest, I was still a poor college student, so despite getting interested in some more, in my opinion, tasteful things, I wasn't able to truly savor their beauty. But in 2010, despite being a student still, I made my first purchase. I knew from that point, it as all downhill, and indeed it was. Shamefully, it was a newer Lang piece, so not a work of the man I fell in love with. But it was a simple tshirt that was of the flavor of my liking. Since then, I have had the fortune of collecting some of his other beautiful works. The point is that he captured my heart early and I wanted a Helmut Lang piece early despite it not being touched by a god, but that is what I could afford at the time.Skip to 2012. I had a job and was allowed to buy whatever my budget allowed, which as still not a lot since my salary was alright. I scrimpted and saved so I could ball on a budget. I searched the Internet for the best deals to get my Helmut Lang fix. A bag that I had ordered in the mail came for me. The day after I got this, I was t to go on a weekend trip, so I was getting my gear ready for said trip and going to pack my new bag. In one of the pockets, I found a weather slip of papers. It had been folded many times and had been through a lot. It was a FedEx packing slip. The layered piece of paper were dtuck together, but came apart eith some effort. This was the ultimate shocker for me. Who knew such a piece of paper eould leave me in awe. It was from HL arts llc and addressed to Helmut Lang. I stared at the name in all caps. Of course I recognized this name. It was not remotely new to me. My hands quivered a bit. This man was my hero and I had just received an item that most likely was sent directly to him. Not only that, but there were addresses and phone numbers on that slip. Knowing what an elusive creature that Helmut Lang was made this incredibly valuable to me. I felt special knowing something like this about him. But I am a modest person and would not dream of disclosing that information. This is why this paper is so important to me. It puts me a little closer to a great man I highly respect and I feel important, holding a great secret. Now, this seemingly meaningless piece of paper sits with others papers that are likely to appear to be meaningless to mere mortals. I'm okay with this fret being lost to the masses. I hope my friend approves of my actions.