'The time has come,' the Walrus said, 'To talk of many things:Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax -- Of cabbages -- and kings --And why the sea is boiling hot -- And whether pigs have wings.'
Every time I hear that quote I think that it means that it is time to cut the crap and do whatever it is that you came to do.
I started this blog about 2 years ago, have been inconsistent, and I reap what I have sewn. I think that now it is time that I cut the crap and be honest with myself. I am writing this for myself, but if anyone reads this, read at your own risk.
I am looking at the 80's fashions come back and I am happy, but I am pissed. At myself. So often I talk about how I miss the innovation and the daring about the 80's and early 90's. To me, then it was about excess
, and rebellion
. Now it's about boredom and not having anything better to do. There are no new ideas so we are recycling the old ones - without the reasons behind them.
I am pissed at myself, because for all these years I have been waiting for someone to "get me". I have been waiting for the "right time" , the right amount of money, the right size, the right feeling to come my way. I have correctly predicted trends for years now and have not made any money off of it. Fifteen years since I got messed up by a screwed up fashion school, fifteen
years since I worked for someone who pissed on my ideas (which people have made lots of money one since then) I kid myself , I have not been a designer I have sat on the sidelines. While I have been sitting on the sidelines, someone has died, someone I did not expect is going to school for fashion, someone who did not know how to sew is now sewing and making money. My favorite designers, Mizrahi
, and Mugler
have now all triumphed and failed and are triumphing again.Ahhh wtf
, I am going to stop bitching in this post. I won't say what I am going to do. I am just going to do it. If you appreciate it great, if not, great, but all are invited and are welcome.