I probably should be finishing these Anthropology 209 notes, but I got distracted (story of my life). Every day, I go through a routine and check my favorite blogs (la dee da dee dah). I've definitely mentioned Madeline Pendleton before, but if you haven't already visited her blog Jean Greige before, then you should probably stop reading this blog and go read hers instead. Seriously.
If I wasn't twenty years old and actually had to pretend that I was kind of grown up, I'd just read her blog forever and laugh at her unbelievably witty and knee-slapping remarks until my abs looked something like this. Okay, that aside, I was watching one of her many fantastic youtube videos, and almost felt compelled to not only share it with my lovely internet friends, but also comment on it. This video touches on fashion blogging (which has apparently been a pretty sensitive issue lately around the blogosphere) and I think many, if not all bloggers/aspiring bloggers can take away a few things from this video.
Okay, so in case you didn't watch that, here's what the video discusses: fashion blogging is really becoming the stuff in magazines but hiding behind the excuse of personal style.
I'd give you a summary, but there's no way that I'd be able to say anything better than Madeline has said already. But what I want to touch on is Madeline's comment about blogs that make people feel like they need a hug and ten little puppies to make themselves feel better about themselves. I've definitely been said person, and often find myself wondering what it'd be like to be X person. But like she said, I think it's important to realize that there's no point in wishing such things, because you are you, and you shouldn't be spending your precious brain cells and time sitting, waiting, wishing that you were somebody else. When I catch myself doing it, I tell myself, "Hey, stop being a silly brat and get your head in the game. It's not like this is Hogwarts and I have a Polyjuice potion or anything..". Anyway, the point is, I hope with ALL my heart and soul (this is becoming a tad melodramatic) that this blog doesn't dishearten people-not saying that anybody would want to be me considering the army of blackheads that are currently invading my forehead and the fact that everyone else just seems to be so much more 'tight' (or as T says it, 'tii'). And seriously, don't get me started on T and his stupid phrases. I also have never understand why anything cool is called tight. WHY oh why would you ever call something tight, unless you were talking about a finger trap. I tried to avoid all sexual references, so let's just leave it at that. Back to what I was talking about. Kurtis and I never intended for this blog to do anything other than share groovy ideas and facilitate an I-guess-you-could-call-it a 'conversation' (HYPHEN OVERLOAD) between us and people from all around the world, where we can chat about anything, really (as you can tell, I like to talk. Alot. So chat me up on muh formspring. Subtle, no?).
Anyway, the second thing (I'll keep it much shorter, I promise) I wanted to comment on is the idea that fashion blogging has an obligation to people (and women especially)--this obligation being: (1) make people feel better about themselves and (2) make people feel better about themselves. Madeline perfectly describes (SIGH, this is starting to look like one of those reading reviews I did back in grade 9) the competition between people to look the best, etcetera, etcetera. You probably don't need to hear this from me, but I think it's important to remind ourselves that everyone is beautiful. Let us all hold hands and sing lovely songs while unicorns and rainbows float gently over our heads. Yes, let's. And on a side note, I stumbled upon a Facebook competition called "Facebook's most beautiful teenager" or something completely featherbrained like that. I don't know if it's just me, but it made me so unbelievably uncomfortable. Not only does this facilitate 1) unnecessary competition, and 2) a place for creepy people to comment on photos of young girls, but it has the potential to make other girls insecure, while also giving the notion that there IS a 'most beautiful teenager'. So what happens when that teenager is picked? Do we all wish to be like her and fall to our knees whenever she commands? No. That's ridiculous.
Okay, so that wasn't much shorter, so I'm just going to stop typing. I apologize. All in all, much like Madeline said (goodness, my originality is just bursting at the seams), I hope you (being the groovy person you are) come to read this blog because you either enjoy reading through the rather silly things that Kurtis and I write, or enjoy laughing at ludicrous photos of two azns dressing up weirdly and freezing their assess off (or something along these lines). Kurtis and I are eternally grateful for all the support and kindess you've shown us blogger noobies (leveling has been slow, but after much evaluation, I'd say we're both level 5's.. 94 more levels until the level cap). Thank you.
