It might surprise you to find that I read fashion blogs.
Well, I do. Or, I did.
Here are the reasons for quitting you, you fashion blogs:
- Some of the fashion bloggers, though mostly fun and witty, took that shit way too seriously. Dudes. If some celebrity is wearing the wrong shoes, who really cares? I mean, I did, yeah, for a while, but then I realized I was looking at the fashion from the perspective of someone who needs visual aids when deciding what types of clothing I like, and less from a "this is a fashion disaster!" viewpoint. And, more than the actual bloggers, I was finding myself mostly annoyed by the commentators, who considered themselves just as qualified as the (probably sponsored) bloggers. I started seeing the same words, over and over: that dress looks like upholstery, like grandma's curtains/couch, The term "sister-wife" is used (endlessly) to describe any outfit that looks remotely covered up or demure. Some of these things were witty: the first ten times I read them. It got old.
- I think you know what I am about to say. THE KARDASHIANS. I guess some people take the viewpoint that these people are here to stay, and that reality should just be accepted. Well, I do not accept it. No. Go away, and if you won't go away, I will.
- Some comments started to feel mean. The two main blogs have rules for what you can and can't talk about, but there was always some way of telling a woman she was too old or "that's not the dress for you, honey" that started to irk me.
I like clothes. I like evaluating outfits. But I think I'll find another way to do that, and no, I will not start reading fashion magazines. Snore.
So: no more fashion blogs for me! It's not a big deal, but maybe it is.