Self-criticism is common to us all, and if we’re constantly comparing ourselves to dubiously ‘perfect’ humans we’re only fueling that fire.
Inspired by the brilliant Meh List published every week in The Sunday Magazine of The New York Times, I thought I’d start crafting my own, in a similar spirit to the Dear Diary posts.
When fashion week (on week-on week-on week) rolled around last month, I found myself dreading it. This, despite the fact that I’m not directly involved in it in any way.
Why must you convince me, Zara, that life without that Celine-esque sheath is the definition of real struggle?
The colossal veneration hurled towards street style stars, bloggers, and specific brands is often so zealous as to be frightening, if not downright creepy. Herewith, a further exploration of that topic.