For those of you who don't realize it: this is a blog. My blog. A place where I express my thoughts and opinions on the matter of fashion. I am a blogger, not a newspaper critic, nor a reporter. I do not profess to be an expert in any field, although having been an artist most of my life, I think I have a pretty good eye. For the most part, my readership agrees.
I am not an ass-kisser. If I find a designer's collection to be unattractive, I'll say so; likewise, if I think it's gorgeous, I'll make favorable comments. I am not a herd-follower. Just because the press is having orgasms over some asinine trend or another doesn't mean the general public has to follow suit. Unless I happen to agree, I certainly won't.
There's really no need for comments - anonymous ones, mind you, from people who are afraid to stand behind their own words - informing me that I know nothing about fashion, or that as an insider, I should know this or that tidbit or be aware of any particular trend (such as the ridiculous one of wearing a windbreaker under a sports jacket). Let me assure you, I am not an insider. I do not work in the fashion industry, and Baltimore is about as "outside" as one can get. As for trends, one can find them eventually at Wal-Mart. Does that make them good fashion?
The bottom line is this: Opinions are like assholes; everybody has one, and everybody thinks everybody else's stinks. You may disagree with me, but please, don't try to tell me that my opinion is wrong.
