This is back to the time when I used to take all my pictures standing in front of my window, wearing my big sunhat and experimenting with Retrica filters.
I've had so many phases in my life it's gotten so complicated and often downright silly.
I was nearing the middle of grade eight when I was finally able to express myself through clothes, makeup, and etc. because I left the home I was in.
I had some really hip friends who I'd like to have imagined were the kind of really artsy, eccentric friends who were into all these indie bands and foreign movies. I just loved them so much.
I looked so terrible in that stage of my life.
I can't even begin to explain my horrifying winged eyeliner, or all of my thrifted (don't get me wrong, I love thrifting), over-sized, pirate-esque looking getup's.
Then I went through my dark, eight month long season of my life where I was deep into my emo/scene/goth/wannabe punk phase.
This phase was even worse I can't even begin to tell you how repugnant I looked most of the time.
When that phase ended, that is where my hippy/bohemian phase began.
I was into a boy at the time who was crazy about the 70's. Actually he literally believed he was from the seventies and practically tried to model his personality after the Dazed and Confused cast.
After I got over this boy, my filmmaker friend and I created this "That's so 70's skit and showed it to the school.
Too bad the guy wasn't there to see it because we practically quoted him throughout the hole duration of the skit.
Then came my big obsession with the so called "indie" style.
After that I reclaimed my unconditional love for the fashion industry and mourned the year long gap that I had not been "into it". For lack of a better word.

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