There's beauty in the breakdown... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fashion Happy October. This was recently written about me in a local publication, I just wanted to share. When I first met her, she was the epitome of the average college student. In faded jeans and a university hoodie, she fit with the masses of other students milling around campus. She had the requisite flip flops, designer sunglasses, messy ponytail, messenger back, and cell phone ensemble that has become mainstream on college campuses across the nation. The next time I met her, she was the epitome of the businesswoman. Her hair pulled back into a tight bun on the crown of her head with her face framed perfectly by her black glasses. She was wearing a burgundy suit and high heels. She confided that the suit was by an expensive designer, a gift from her father on starting a job. She had classic jewelry--a strand of pearls with earrings to match. She looked like a force to be reckoned with in the boardroom. I met her a third time. This time, she was wearing a concert tee shirt with a pair of cords. Her hair was hidden beneath a baseball cap and she had on hemp jewelry. From her bag covered in pins to her old school trainers, she looked like the alternarocker that usually showed up to shows like the one I caught her at that night. She handed out stickers and held contests for CDs and negotiatied crowds as part of her role as the station liasion. I met up with her one last time. She was dressed in a long black pencil skirt with an ivory sweater. Over one shoulder was her black choir robe. In her hand, her leather book overflowing with sheetmusic and liner notes. Her hair framed her faced, hanging loosely in auburn ringlets. A sterling silver cross circled her neck as she warmed up her voice. In a few moments, she would take the stage with friends to sing songs of praise. When I asked her about her many roles, she told me that it's all part of life. She said, "We are all many things. This just happens to be me. We all play these different parts, and for each part, there is a different costume. Dressing the part doesn't make me those things. It is who I am on the inside that makes me the student...the banker...the radio intern...the choir girl." He ended the article by sayinng, "In a world overwhelmed with appearances, it's amazing to meet a girl who knows exactly who she is--with or without fashion." I'm a man, and I'm torn between vengeance and fashion, and I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up in the passion...She's a girl, and she's got so many ideas. ("Vengeance and Fashion" - Electric Six) 11:34 AM - 10.05.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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