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Monday, July 20, 2009

Damn my active conscience

Ok, I just posted my very first blog post, and already I'm realizing what terrible blogger I am.

And by terrible blogger I actually mean liar.

I don't even live in Little Rock, Arkansas. I live in NORTH Little Rock, Arkansas.
I rarely spend more than $20 on an article of clothing.
My BMI is in the "red zone." I workout maybe once a week, and it's only because I feel guilty that my dog hasn't gotten a workout.

But here are some things that ARE true. Really, I promise.

I do love clothes. Just ask ... anyone who knows me really. Even more than clothes I love shoes. And I think that is because when trying and purchasing new shoes, one does not have to confront one's body issues. "Fat feet" are quite a rarity, actually.

Most of my fashion inspiration comes from friends, people I see at the bar, and old photos of people from the 1960s and '70s. Sometimes it comes from photos of celebrities on people.com. Yes, I admit I have a weakness for smut mags.

I make my own t-shirts (buy one here!) and sew my own clothes. 75% of the time, my own creations end up in the "give away" box.

So in summation:
I like clothes
I don't like to pay a lot of money for them
I might just go ahead and embrace my own vanity and post photos exclusively of myself, striking distant glances in ironic-artsy settings.

This post is so stylish it requires no photos.

Style is so underrated here in Arkansas. I find that it's an art, how we look everyday. And personally, I think the only way to live is to constantly update my wardrobe with the "hottest" looks from the most exclusive boutiques in Little Rock. All my clothing is either new and custom tailored, or vintage couture. The only time you will catch me not in heels is when I'm working out (which I do at least 5 days a week. My BMI is phenomenal.)

I decided to start this blog to show the world that the fashionable ladies in Little Rock could compete with any trend-setting woman in any part of that world. That's right, fashion is nothing but a competition. Oh, and art, of course.