5/10/2023 0 Comments Jeimy fashion love affairI’d rip out pages and decorate my walls with them, the purple paint now decked out with Calvin Klein campaigns, Dolce & Gabbana romance, and editorial stories that took place in seemingly exotic lands like Morocco or India. ![]() ![]() I’d pour over the pages, butchering designer names as I tried out the French words in my mouth, reading terms and ideas that I had no idea what they meant, but knew I’d commit to memory. From then on, I dedicated all my attention to this beautiful world of colors, sweeps, and shapes. This was the first time I put something ahead of sugar, and that moment pretty much changed the direction of my life. I dropped all the candy on the floor and instead ran to my mom with the magazine in hand, begging her to let me buy it. And was met with pages upon pages of beautiful women jumping in dresses, wearing works of art on their backs, wearing strange shapes and colors I’ve never seen any other woman wear during Polish mass on Sundays. Then, shifting the candy over to one arm, I reached out and opened the cover. Something about the picture caught me by the throat and, though I didn’t understand it, I couldn’t look away. All with large red letters spelling Vogue across the cover. Just as I thought of a clever way to sneak the candy into the shopping basket, I turned and was about to go find my mom when I saw it: The flash of a red dress, the perfect coif of blonde hair, the dizzying patterns running down the sweep of a gown. I was 14 and impatient to get out of there and back to my room, where I could listen to Mariah Carey on the radio as I put stickers on my furniture. I was standing in the candy aisle of Walgreens, clutching bags of Twizzlers and M&Ms close to my chest, trying to think of a way to persuade my mom into buying me not just one, but both. I still remember that first moment when I was introduced to the dizzying world of fashion. And I’m not even being dramatic with that sentence. It’s an important part of our lives and - for me - it has been the focus of all my love for as long as I can remember. It lets you put your hands around art and beauty on a day to day basis, and allows you to be playful even when your day is over-filled with routine and schedules. Or high waist trousers because that’s what that one fabulous girl wore at the other side of the crosswalk. Like wearing a bold red lipstick because that’s what our mother wore at our age. It's pieces of who we are and who we wish we were, as well as people we admire and want to emulate. It becomes apart of us.įashion reveals a part of our personalities before we even say our first "hello," and it develops and changes as we grow - allowing us to wear our histories on our backs. While some would like to write off fashion as being something materialistic and vapid, I think it’s something that we create an intense, emotional bond with. We love the playful new trends that we can experiment with every season, the works of art that designers want to encourage us to wear on a regular Thursday, and the excitement of seeing our own personalities in a given dress or specific citrusy hue. The majority of us love fashion, in one way or another.
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