Yes and No

Yes, I love fashion. No, I’m not an idiot. I feel like this is something that I have to clarify for some unknown reason. Well not unknown, because there is a very real reason I sat down to write this today. I guess the known part is that people associate being interested in fashion with a lack of intellect and that’s simply not true. The unknown part is that I don’t understand why this is a thought at all.

I’m in the middle of my third year of college and I’ve noticed something this past semester that was most likely happening before but I never really paid it any attention until now. The number one question adults, like adults who have been adults my entire life because technically I am an adult, ask is what are you going to do after college? I always answer the exact same way. After I complete my bachelors in Communications, I want to go to either FIT in New York or the Art Institute in San Francisco to study Fashion Marketing with hopes of becoming a buyer or a stylist, maybe even both.

Every time, EVERY SINGLE TIME, I say this I get the same look. I’m not even sure how to describe it in words, its somewhere between sad, disappointed and I would say amused. That look is really starting to irritate me because it’s almost followed with a, ahh, but your smart. Yes I am smart, I’m not going to work for NASA anytime soon but I do okay. I just don’t understand what that has to do with my interest in fashion.

Liking fashion doesn’t shrink my Iq. It doesn’t block my comprehension skills. It doesn’t enable me to understand or enjoy literature or history. I’m not genetically different because I like clothes.You’re not better than me because you wake up every morning and put on whatever your hand touches. I’m not better than you because I wake up every morning and put on a carefully picked out outfit. I don’t know who decided that the amount of effort someone puts into the way they look reflects their intellect but they can go away because it doesn’t.

A part of me thinks it’s a bit sexist because fashion is a predominately female, or at least believed to be a predominately female run industry but that is another topic for another post. I guess the point of this is to say this, my interest, your interest, in something that may be viewed as something frivolous, doesn’t make it stupid. Your intelligence and mine isn’t any less than anyone who may be interested is something that’s believed to require a larger IQ.

I’ll end this with a quote from Miranda Priestly:

You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select, I don’t know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you’re trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back.

But what you don’t know is that that sweater is not just blue, it’s not turquoise. It’s not lapis. It’s actually cerulean. And you’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent, wasn’t it, who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin.

However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs, and it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you’re wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.

Au Revior!



2 thoughts on “Yes and No

    1. Thank you! I’ve noticed, not only with my friends who are interested in Fashion but my friends who are into things that are considered artsy have the same experience as we do. I just wanted to write it out because it can be frustrating and I’m not even sure if people realize that they have this reaction and that it is offensive.


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