I think I've always had a fear of writing where people can read. Book reports in grade school, reflections of all sorts in high school, even in speech class speaking was easier than writing. The last time I really enjoyed writing was in my junior and senior year English classes. I had two really great teachers. Very well equipped with the wit and smarts to get 17 and 18 year old kids to write. A lot. My procrastination skills have not evolved for anything, but I do miss loving to write.
Blogs did nothing and yet did everything to make me want to write for people to hear. I do not want to compete. I do not want to compare. I've probably started 8 of these things in the last 3 years trying to decide on a topic. But topics get old fast. And overarching plots of "about me" do not appeal to me in any manner. I didn't have the attention span to get through the second season of Weeds so there's no way I could sit down and pour myself onto the Internet and gush about every aspect of my life. I'd become bored with my own life.
But there are aspects I'd like to share.
So this is Two. Honestly, One admitted this to be about fashion and history but that was yet another "great scheme" in my head a few weeks ago. But I do love clothes. I love what a put together outfit can do for me. I recently am revisiting all the heels and pumps I own as I sift through 4 years in preparation for moving cities in a week. It's going smooth thus far, but I still knock on our coffee table as I walk by. I feel even more sure about it in 2-3 inch wedges.
Also for the past two weeks I have been composing images of contemporary designs inspired by Eastern cultures. I realized the amount of myopic information on Western cultures (the houppalande, the corset, etc) have made me a little thirsty for an influence I have had little correlation with. A few things I love:
Salwar Kameez. Essentially a long tunic with leggings called salwar and scarf called dupatta.
Kimono: Try as I may I always come back to the kimono. I love the idea of such an incredibly complex garment based on folding and tying. And of course the concept of being cocooned in silk sounds divine.
Until later...
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