I understand most of the high-end, household names like Versace and Alexander McQueen have been around for a while. Yes, that is fine. But coming up with cheap-trendy copouts seems weak to me. I understand they set vague, over-arching trends that every one else caters to, but seriously, Dolce & Gabbana… Stars?
I don’t understand how a humongous name like Dolce & Gabbana can make a couple dozen dresses with stars on them and suddenly stars are a “Must have of the fall!”. It’s tacky to me. Can big time names seriously just say, “Okay, we’re doing flannel this winter” and suddenly it’s fashionable? I feel like D&G could’ve done multi-colored polkadots and the same celebrities would be wearing the dresses.
I’m more interested in designers reinventing fashion. Coming up with new ways we wear our clothes. Coming up with new color palettes and designs never yet investigated. I see a lot of inspirational things online, but most of the time I can already see the influence. 1940’s glam, early 20th century gentleman, whatever. But it’s been done already; designers should leave the era mash-ups for street fashion.
I want to see something that changes the way men dress forever. Something that can change the definition of beauty and sex appeal for women. Not some tacky ode to overplayed and unoriginal ideas. But don’t mind my opinion- I’m just an 18 year old, Communication major in NY trying to find his place in the fashion world. What do I know.
I’ve got to stop eating so much. It’s not even about losing weight or anything, I’ve just gotta stop. For the sake of my health. And just because eating as excessively as I do just isn’t necessary. I told myself I’m going vegetarian come move-in-day, and I’m confident I’ll stick to it. I just don’t want “food” to be a big part of my life anymore. I want to eat because I need to.
I also need to cut back on how much weed I smoke. I guess I thought it was cool when I started, but realistically it’s a waste of my money. It’s almost as wasteful as all the money I poured into all the food I ate. I need my mind, I need my memory, I need my money.
I’ve got to stop being so damn lazy. I put shit off for the sake of putting shit off. I’ll put off doing something just to do it later, when doing it right away would’ve been so much more convenient. I’m ready to start reading. Getting my homework done when I get it. Washing clothes before I need to. And being on top my shit before I even get half-way close to being over my head.
I need to have direction to my days- to my weeks. I want to start planning out shit I want to get done within weeks, within months. GOALS. I want to start every week off writing down what I want, and ways I plan on going about getting those things. There’s literally no way for me to fail with a continuous string of short-term goals leading me to accomplishing my long-term goals.
I find it funny that everyone doesn’t share my outlook on life. Everyone wants things, but what I don’t understand is why people don’t do everything in their power to get them. There are endless amounts of things I was to accomplish and have in my life, and I get my one life to get it done. I’m 18 years old going to a city of pure potential, with so many people looking for success it’s become cliche. It’s weird- I feel so driven because I want certain things, but I feel like most of the drive comes from this sense of obligation I have to myself. Obligation to my potential. I feel like there’s a lot of things I could be good at and a lot of things I could get done so why not do it? I’m ready to hit the ground sprinting full-speed until the day I die. I’m excited for the challenge.
Recently I’ve been more excited about all the work I’m going to be able to do in New York than New York itself. I can’t wait to start interning, and working, and grinding, and meeting massive amounts of people, and growing to know the city, and BEING an actual part of NY. Fuck just living there.
I’m just ready to start my hustle. I’m ready to join, help and improve whatever fashion group/department/student scene exists at St. John’s. I’m ready to start killing the shit out of the only 4 academic classes I have to worry about. I’m just ready to start working as hard as I know I’m capable of. Bullshitting, and loafing, and slacking off just isn’t something I’m ever trying to do again. Senior year was cool since I got to slack and still get by, but I’m read to be about my shit. Because I know I can be.