Sometimes, I do fancy succumbing to looking extremely ridiculous albeit the massive effort on my beeee-half. Lately, I have been thinking of devising it as a barrier towards others. I think this could potentially be some kind of a defense mechanism- fashion as a kind of armour or signifier of your own personal intentions. It always boils down to the fact that society condemns what it doesn't understand and I remember always citing that Latin phrase equivalent of that from time to time when I was taking up my undergraduate program to make my papers injected with more jargon or just to make it sound more ''academic''. D'ailleurs, clothes that manifest an otherworldly nature or perhaps one on a satirical note on the conventions of beauty. My newfound anti-social nature is something that naturally sinks in after you've gone through so much fuck-ups. The best thing to go about things is to pursue a kind of weirdness, nurture it, and inevitably alienate people. I've gone through so much shit because of being friendly, chaleureux, and nice. It just died a natural death, in any case.
In a certain way, there is still that aspirational thought bubble in my head that yearns to look like a well composed Yves Montand or Alain Delon in Jacques Deray's La Piscine but in any case eccentricities are always more interesting. So, I could just imagine myself in those zany ensembles from El Delgado Buil down to those masked looks from Marta Montoto below to ones that makes it look like you took away some party favours with you at Krizia Robustella.
Truth be told, I'm seriously out of my wits preparing for a test on Chinese Painting. It hardly interests me plus my professor hates me BIG TIME but such factors challenge me that is why I'm not dropping it this semester. And besides, it's good to know that I don't exist comme un phantom because someone who hates you and expresses it very vocally just reminds me that I am a living human being and not some disillusioned soul wandering around the streets of Manille. En tout cas, animosity can be VERY empowering.
In any case, I couldn't wait for Samedi where I will attempt on DJ-ing for a friend at her private party. So, I will have to endure the remaining days just before it's Saturday.


I agree and I think most people have an urge to be sometimes eccentric.
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Posted by: jo | 03/12/2009 at 12:00