There's a brand new dance, but I don't know its name...

I'm going to refrain from making this a fashion blog, because I can't talk about it in an eloquent manner. Also, it is a topic that frustrates me.
I love fashion blogs, because they inspire me to be more courageous when combining clothes in my pre-existing wardrobe... something I kind of loathe to admit. Also, they provide very pretty images of collections I miss because I am too lazy to scroll through reels of images from shows when they're actually happening. I like it when other people pick out relevant images and connect them to imagery in iconic films. Now that is something I can relate to!
Films inspire me more than is humanly possible. That said, I don't really care for the idea of conveying certain looks, or communicating scenes from films via my day-to-day outfits. I tend to just wear whatever the hell I want to wear... and I feel that everyone should be entitled to do the same. Clothes are a minor expression of who I am, not necessarily of something that I have recently witnessed, am aware that has trended within the likes of tumblr.

I am very contradictory in my opinions of and about fashion. The way I dress is and isn't a reflection of who I am. It is a means by which I can express myself... but it is also a means by which to deceive people! Haha! I often feel that the way I dress convinces people that I am a lot more confident than I am. Sometimes, my clothes are 'confident' because I am not!

This post is a bit all over the place! Mostly I just wish that people would have fun with fashion and quit being so serious! The world is a stage, and it's fun to play dress up!