Therese Rawsthorne silk ‘Rockslide’ dress, (worn as top), Topshop pants, belt from JJ Markets (Bangkok), bracelets from Banana Republic and Rumour.
Starting a blog is a lot like the first day of kindergarten. It’s a world you’ve only heard about and amazed at through exciting stories and firsthand accounts of bigger people. If you’re lucky, you would have observed it in motion, watching elder siblings unpack school bags in the afternoon and dutifully complete their homework under the harsh glare of the table lamp after dinner. When the big day finally does come, you’re giddy but equally nervous about how life will be outside of the blanket of the world you know and the people who look out for you.
On the first day, you make sure you look your best. Your hair is immaculately combed with not a stray strand in sight, your recess and lunch portions are packed away securely, and your shoelaces are double knotted just to be sure. You see so many other kids around you, all there for the same reason – to learn. Everyone’s different; some tower, some hunch, some are visibly uncomfortable whilst others possess an ease well beyond their single digit years, commanding new friends with every word and anime reference. You, however, are somewhere in between, but being a little on the shy side, you spend the entire day keeping to yourself. You observe the other children quietly and diligently, secretly hoping with all your might that someone will come up to you and say hi. And eventually, someone does…
From the moment we conceive the idea to the first post we publish, the journey has already started. Some of us are longtime readers who have vicariously lived from one outfit post to another to see those few idols ‘make it’. They live what appears to be a glamorously charmed life, as documented on the very platform that launched these opportunities all those virtual lifetimes ago. Others couldn’t care less for the fame or the freebies – it’s just about having a creative outlet to share your quirky interests with like minded peers, believing wholeheartedly that the more is absolutely the merrier. In both worlds, there is blogging happiness for all.
And yet, I was shocked last week to read a number of offensive comments left on a very popular blog with which I’m sure you’re all well acquainted. It appeared that the swimsuit shots the blogger posted offended some readers greatly, enough that they felt compelled to comment and blast everything they could think of – her appearance, intelligence and social responsibility. Whilst I was not particularly fond of the photos myself, I was taken aback by the insensitivity with which these comments were made; they aimed only to insult, chastise and blame, doing so hidden under the thin veil of Anonymous. I don’t imagine any of us would stop a particularly thin stranger in the middle of the street to tell them to eat a sandwich so why would feel it our place to do so over the internet? Just because these are words published on a transient medium does not mean they sting any less.
We as a society seem determined to stand up to bullying but as individuals, we sometimes forget that behind every two dimensional outfit post is a real person. Like most belonging to the female species, I too like to engage in a healthy daily dose of gossip but there is a fine line between being opinionated and plain nasty. Whilst we are all free to express ourselves and our opinions, as I was told by my teacher all those years ago, we mustn’t forget to play nice!
The internet is not so different to the playground after all.
With that in mind, I’d like to leave my readers, who I would like to clarify have been nothing but amazingly supportive and encouraging since we’ve ‘met’, with the happy hope that they’ll spend the weekend with some old fashioned fun, slippery dips inclusive.
I’d like to send a huge thanks to some of the loveliest people on the blogosphere, Antonia and Mani from Fashion Imperative for featuring me as part of their “Stylish Fashion Bloggers” feature here. The irony is that I’ve never considered myself stylish (‘well dressed’ is as much as I could hope for) but if other people think so, I might get a big head one day and believe it too!