Wake up

My issue with fashion media (I googled.. it's a real term) and I suppose media in general.

Growing up I love love loved fashion and clothes and putting outfits together, and I still do. In kindergarten my mom still dressed me and that was absolutely not okay because hello Jaqui I'm not a little girl anymore I can pick out my own damn clothes (or so I thought). So I would bring clothes with me to school in a little barbie backpack and change as soon as I got into the classroom. My mom and teacher eventually caught on, but hey it's a good story now.

I literally used to live, breathe, eat, fashion and everything that encompasses it. I was subscribed to every fashion magazine and website out there. And for a very long time I had my heart set on becoming a fashion designer. I even took courses at Moore College of Art and Design and have a certificate in fashion design. My mind was set on going to school in New York City and taking the fashion world by storm. But all of that eventually changed...

Long story short I took RedAlert (a television production class) my sophomore year because my friends were and older boys that I was in love with at the time were so I thought I'd give it a try. Who knew it would completely change my life. A part of my still loved fashion, but a bigger part of me loved making videos even more.

The more I made psa's and editorials, even as silly as they were, I realized I wanted to do something important with my life and thought film could potentially be a good way to do that. I started to feel like the fashion industry was shallow and insipid and would just make me another typical girl who cares about name brands and designers. I wanted to make a difference, raise awareness, I don't know of what but just something, anything. And I was scared the fashion industry might change me. I was scared of becoming a mindless drone of a girl who obeys trends as if it really matters that floral is in and stripes are out.

I actually think it is appalling the amount of importance we put on looks and who's wearing what and what not to wear. The fact that girl's attack each other because they aren't wearing the right brands or don't look "the right way." There are show's and websites and bloggers bashing celebrities because they're wearing an "ugly" dress or last year's shoes. WHO FUCKING CARES!

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Yeah I know that's completely cliche but it's true. The fact that you don't think a dress is pretty doesn't mean shit, because the person who's wearing it does! (I apologize ahead for the cursing I just feel strongly about this and feel the need to emphasize) What is the need to criticize other's based on how they look and the way they're dressed?? Nothing makes me feel shittier than when someone come's up to me and says "ugh what are you wearing?!" or "what's up with you're hair today?" anything along those lines. Why does making someone feel shitty make us feel good???

And I'm totally guilty of it. I find myself saying the same shit and immediately wanting to reverse time and take it back because I know how it makes me feel. I also find myself on website's like perez hilton or watching youtube video's of people trash talking one another. It's sick and I hate it. But a part of me also can't stop, which I guess make's me hate it even more.

On one hand I think it is important to keep up with your appearance, and make yourself look good. Emphasis on yourself because I think you should do it for you, not anyone else. But that's only to an extent. Because ya know what, some people feel fucking fantastic in hoodies and baggy clothes and don't give a shit. And I completely applaud them. We should be able to dress and look however the fuck we want to without someone questioning or criticizing it. Because I can't say it enough... WHO FUCKING CARES!!!

In my heart I know the answer is most people. Because most people care about these vapid things. If they didn't there wouldn't be all these outlets solely based on making others feel bad. In the end that's all it is. It might be funny to you that there's show's tearing apart celebrities for the way they look. Joan Rivers is a perfect example. She might be funny sometimes, mostly more offensive and over the top than anything, but it's not funny to the people she's constantly making fun of. She literally shits on peoples lives for a living and is getting paid good money for it. It's just wrong.

If we continue the way we're headed that's all the media is gonna be about, because that's what sells, it's what people want to hear. And honestly I think it's sad. It's sad that we're programmed to care and talk and think about all this stupid shit. We're so focused on Miley Cyrus's newest ridiculous outfit, that the important news is slipping through our fingers. The most noteworthy things that should be prominently talked about aren't even being covered because the media and the government are able to get away with it. They keep feeding us bullshit until we're too full to digest the real issues.

When all is said and done, it doesn't matter that Rihanna was styled horrendously for the Met Gala. What matter's is the 200 little girls who were kidnapped from their boarding school who are being sold for $12 each. What matter's is the amount of radiation currently in the pacific ocean that no one seems to want to talk about. What matter's is the fast paced destruction of our planet that so few feel the need to stop. Wake the fuck up people. Realize that we are our own worst problem.