T-shirt - Dickers, Denim jacket - Levi's, Bag - Proenza Schouler, sunglasses - Chanel
Here, in my favorite example-giving section, you can see an average teenager making a face again, pretending to be coy and having the 'I got it all' attitude which is 'the shit' in this age period. Except for that, notice the kick ass wallpaper making the picture even more cool or whatever you want to call it. The sad thing is, that this is exactly where I didn't want to end and I can keep promising myself I'll change that but you know, I lived with myself for too long to not realize that this is not happening. Ever. Or at least until I find someone who would take the photo taking section on them.
And of course I'd love to end up like Taylor Tomasi Hill who literally has got it all and knows a shit about fashion, contrasting to me and I can do whatever I want, but I can never achieve the looks she has because that's just the way she is herself. And I am myself, an average with no imagination (but to make myself feel better, I'm just going to say that since there's over 6 billions of us, there are people are even less imaginative than me). I've never actually considered myself a fashionista, it was just this thought that I could become one but hell no, not my thing. I don't always want to look like from Vogue magazine because I'm simply not in the mood or I'm just too lazy to go through my closet for hours (especially when choosing school outfits in the early morning hours - that's a legit killer). I've always been average in everything, except for school (that's where I'm under average usually) but that's probably my case with fashion, too. I like what I wear and I wear what I like - Andy Torres' quote that actually matches me too. My outfits might not be the most complex and layered shit ever, but I'm happy with it. You know, there are people who discover their styles straight away, but there are also people who try to work on it and then become someone just like Taylor Tomasi Hill and they just already know what suits them and what not. There are 2 types of fashionistas and as I realized - the ones who are adored for their 'minimalism' in fashion meaning that even if they wore just a fricken curtain with tights, they'd still be admired for that. And then there are the fashionistas who make up the most complex shit ever spending hours and hours and hours on making their outfits 'perfect' and containing at least three hundred layers and are admired for it as well and people would go like: 'Omg, how could they match all of this so well, I never realized it looked so good worn like this' and that and blah blah blah.
So in the end, there's me. An averager, teenager or whatever you want to call it. I am what I am, IOLO and IDC. Okay I do care, I just wanted to make myself sound like an average teenager (even though I actually hate using shortcuts for words you could write normally and it would take you about 0.182597 second longer). I like fashion and that's a statement and I am holding on to (as one of the only ones) from the beginning of my blog. I love buying clothes and looking and photos and wearing it too but being a self critic, I keep telling myself I need to catch that sparkle to make my outfits my very own. Just wondering right now, does anyone have that 'sixth sense' on fashion that they do not ever need help from anyone else and always know what to wear to no matter what occasion? I can do that, but it takes me at least half a day to get sorted out and in the end I end up wearing something so average. Ugh, it's about time to change my closet and make every piece so madafakin crazy that even if I only wore that it would still look more complex than all Taylor Tomasi Hill.
Well, this is Un Jardin Noir, starting off with just simple picture text free post, becoming a mirror-selfie bitch blog and then turning into a philosophical oase for a day or two (but again, it's just because of the weather - and those who enjoy reading these kind of word diarrheas, you are lucky bastards it's raining 2 days in row already). About the blog in overall, you can see all of that yourself from the page when you scroll down and back up so I don't need to tell you that but since I'm that un imaginative, the more interesting the name of the blog is. I actually have no idea until now if the french grammar is right because I've always been average (what else) in french so I don't know but why jardin? Why noir? Well, jardin, because it's a stream of thoughts in my head reminding me of a garden, or maybe more of a rainforest (but that wouldn't sound as good as a title) and when I was about to start the blog it was summer and I was sitting in the garden and all that. But black, probably because black is simple from the first view, just like darkness in the night, but as soon as you are able to see in the dark at least a bit, you start seeing a lot of things you haven't notice before, and that's exactly what this is about. Then... this is my garden, and I am its gardener
And you're the flowers or whatever you want to be .
