I started this blog, originally titled American Libertine Style, with one focus. As the title implied, it was a fashion blog. I spent hours perusing the latest fashion editorials, the internet, and was glued to the computer to watch live online viewings of fashion shows. WWD was my homepage on my laptop. I also went out of my way to show my face at every local fashion show, even being named one of my city’s 25 Most Stylish last year. I have a closet full of designer goods that I loved to dress in, although I never rubbed it in anyone’s face or acted pretentiously ( at least I don’t think I did).
Something happened to me this past winter that changed everything. I found myself pregnant (surprise), and as quickly as my husband, children, and I wrapped our head around a new baby joining us it was gone. I suffered a miscarriage in November. Since this isn’t a post about that, I won’t dwell on that subject for long. It was at this time that I gained a new perspective on life. You can live a life full of luxury and surround yourself with the best upscale items you can buy, but all of these things still can’t change your destiny. Wrapping yourself in the hottest labels and driving up in the most bad ass whip possible doesn’t make you a better person. I never believed that it did, by the way. However, when you become immersed in the fashion world it is easy to forget that. It is easy to begin to lose sight of the most important facets of life. It is easy to try to keep up with the Jones’ and always have the best shit. If you can manage, for even the shortest duration of time, to step out of the eye of the hurricane you will be able to see clearly.
I don’t want to fall into any materialistic traps of the fashion world. I don’t want to contribute to an industry that is mostly vain, and brings in billions of dollars a year but does hardly anything to give back to the world other than create monsters like Kanye West. That’s another thing-his acceptance with his sex tape darling of a wife Kim K into the fashion world made me want to get out faster than I could say Balenciaga. I worked very hard in college as a disciple of the fashion gospel. Two of the most untalented, shallow, and disgusting asses on the planet bum rush Anna Wintour and now they are a part of this world. It just doesn’t sit well with me!
While I will always like nice things and am a huge advocate of (cruelty free) quality items (because they last forever), I never want to believe that my self worth stems from owning these things. I also never want to find myself on a Swarovski crystal encrusted pedestal looking down on people who don’t have the means to swaddle themselves in designer duds from head to toe. Most importantly, I don’t want to convey that this attitude is alright to my children. I am not as worried about my son, but my daughter is an 8 year old mini me. I noticed behavior in her that I had exhibited for a long time, instant gratification through purchases-aka shopaholic. There is more to life than this!
I was guilty of letting fashion dictate my life. Luckily I woke up and realized that I have more to offer than a cute #OOTD (Outfit of the Day). I can enjoy a beautiful sunset whether my outfit cost $50 or $1000. It doesn’t matter if I am on a run in yoga pants from Neiman Marcus or yoga pants from Target-I am still running. Why had I allowed myself to be dumbed down? It is time to truly embrace life and fully appreciate the life that I live. It is time to stop wishing for things I don’t have, and be grateful for the things I do have.
The best part of this transformation for the blog is that it gives me much more content to write about. Plan to see topics about marriage, parenting, animal welfare, the vegan lifestyle, travel, and more. I hope you are as excited as I am!