We are not our clothes
August 17th 2008 03:45
I don't know if I'm stating the obvious but true beauty is not solely reliant on fashion. Magazine fashion editors will argue with me and any obsessed fashionista will probably not be able to see the truth in this statement but I'm talking from the soul not from the ego.
What makes me blog on this topic is that I recently witnessed fashionistas at the Rosemount Fashion festival in Sydney. I was eating my lunch near the parade's venue and I observed a group of three girls decked out in the highest of fashion - expensive super lush handbags and shoes, hair puffed and locked and curled and maximised to birds' nests proportions, and big accessories like earrings that would make your ear lobes stretch after one wearing...
I looked at these girls and I call them girls because after looking at them for a few minutes I realised they weren't 40 years old which I initially thought they were because of the overladen fashion items. At closer look they they were in their early twenties - just acting like they were 40. It upset me. They seemed to be drowning in the wrong image - like they'd taken all the Hollywood bullshit of our times and tried to espouse some luxurious high-quality image of being special through money, special through designer clothing, special through being able to afford what most can't...They haven't learned that we are all special for what is inside of us and then how we use that on the outside to help others, to shine, to beam radiance and love.
The girls were vague...they had nothing else to show at this stage in their life but their parade of clothing items. It made me think a little more about what clothing and fashion is really meant for. I do love fashion. I do love dressing up. I love beautifying myself. But if that was to overtake me as an obsession then I would lose the deeper aspects of myself and that's frightening. I don't live to dress alone...I live for other things...words, poetry, song, dance, expression, love, sharing, connecting, helping, being my full spirit...
Are we at risk of creating a generation of women wrapped up in fashion ideals that don't know how to connect with their spirit, their soul, their true self?
True beauty comes all in forms...from women in poverty stricken countries who will still make attempts to adorn themselves or from women who don't buy designer clothing but are happy with discount items from department stores or from women who haven't updated their wardrobe in many years...We are not our clothes! As women we need to get real with image versus truth.
What makes me blog on this topic is that I recently witnessed fashionistas at the Rosemount Fashion festival in Sydney. I was eating my lunch near the parade's venue and I observed a group of three girls decked out in the highest of fashion - expensive super lush handbags and shoes, hair puffed and locked and curled and maximised to birds' nests proportions, and big accessories like earrings that would make your ear lobes stretch after one wearing...
I looked at these girls and I call them girls because after looking at them for a few minutes I realised they weren't 40 years old which I initially thought they were because of the overladen fashion items. At closer look they they were in their early twenties - just acting like they were 40. It upset me. They seemed to be drowning in the wrong image - like they'd taken all the Hollywood bullshit of our times and tried to espouse some luxurious high-quality image of being special through money, special through designer clothing, special through being able to afford what most can't...They haven't learned that we are all special for what is inside of us and then how we use that on the outside to help others, to shine, to beam radiance and love.
The girls were vague...they had nothing else to show at this stage in their life but their parade of clothing items. It made me think a little more about what clothing and fashion is really meant for. I do love fashion. I do love dressing up. I love beautifying myself. But if that was to overtake me as an obsession then I would lose the deeper aspects of myself and that's frightening. I don't live to dress alone...I live for other things...words, poetry, song, dance, expression, love, sharing, connecting, helping, being my full spirit...
Are we at risk of creating a generation of women wrapped up in fashion ideals that don't know how to connect with their spirit, their soul, their true self?
True beauty comes all in forms...from women in poverty stricken countries who will still make attempts to adorn themselves or from women who don't buy designer clothing but are happy with discount items from department stores or from women who haven't updated their wardrobe in many years...We are not our clothes! As women we need to get real with image versus truth.
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