This topic was coming. Have you ever criticized something that ultimately you ended up liking?
This has happened to me a few times, and every time it happens it wrings my strong pride.
Sometimes this guilty pleasure is easy to accept, as when it comes to a TV show, a fictional character, or even a person. This however, is different...
All my life I evaded fashion. The biggest reason was because I was never satisfied with my physical appearance, even today I have complex with certain part of my body (fine, I hate my upper arms!), and the other reason was because I really didn't understand it. Studying photography, we briefly touch the topic of haute couture. The result? I thought it was madness. I didn't see anything nice or aesthetic in it. The models were rare, and the more rare, the better. They could be modeling with one foot in a bowl of spaghetti and it was modern art.
Now, let's talk about trends. There are trends that I detested. For example, the one that was born in England, the rabbit teeth... I never approved it; the ballerinas with 10 centimeters platform, nope. Agatha Ruiz de la Prada, sorry but not yet!
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Despite all these feelings of incomprehension and disgust, fashion came to my heart to stay. Yes. No. I can't believe it either.
I mean, I'm not a fashionista, I don't feel devotion to the couture clothing (as I have already set) but apparently, coming into an agency that was very involved in this world, I began to like fashion. I became interested in specific brands of clothing, shoes, bags; I started reading news about the stores would open in my country; I started looking at magazines and websites not only as visual references; I started following bloggers, and well ... the idea is clear.
I like fashion, and not only my clothes, but also my way of designing has been influenced by it. My entire life doesn't revolves around it yet, but I really enjoy going shopping, and I'm glad people like my mother and my boyfriend are happily able to walk for 5 or more hours with me in a shopping center.
To tell the truth... sometimes, I still can't believe myself.
I'm thinking that this may affect my future interestingly. And by the way, I'm only an amateur yet.
Photo credits:
The Whitepepper