Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Inspiration

Oh hai blogosphere! It's been awhile. The elaborate excuse for my absence? Well, first there was the whole 'saving-puppies-from-burning-building' debacle, then there was the 'last-minute-holiday-in-Paris' adventure. It's just been wild! Ha. In my dreams!

The real reason I haven't posted is very simple and boring: lack of inspiration. There. I've said it. It's out in the Universe now.

I live a pretty mundane, albeit busy, life. It's like a workout really. Work and class & work and class & work and class.. Lather, rinse, & repeat. It's easy to get lost in the routine tasks of grocery shopping, studying, and sitting in front of a computer screen refreshing twitter every day.

Not today though, friends. Not today. Today I am inspired! & by none other than these two fabulous ladies: Little Mayra & Love Maegan. If you don't follow their blogs, you must! My head is spinning with leather-studden Louboutin and DIY fashion projects. Jay-Z's "Forever Young" & Lady Gaga's "Fashion" are my internet 'shopping' soundtracks today.

I love that fashion resuscitated my creativity today! You see, I am (what I'll coin as) a fashioneer.

fash⋅ion⋅eer  [fash-uh-neer-]

–noun


A fashionista in disguise. A person with an eye for fashion, esp. one who does not always dress fashionably. One who suffers with {illness} LLE (Laziness, Lack of creativity, and el-brokeness).


Today I am letting my fashionista shine! Today I feel bold. I feel like throwing my 6' stilettos at a dartboard and shouting "FUCKING FIERCE" in front of my boss. I feel like wearing a leather studded mini skirt. I feel like welding metal shoulder pads. Fashion, bitches!

Katy Perry said it all when she wore this shirt yesterday:
{this is the real shit. shit that makes you feel shit.}

My questions to you are:
What inspires you? How do you get out of a creative slump? Are you a fashioneer?