When I graduate, I think I would want to work in the fashion industry. Uhm… no, not being a designer but I want to work with fashion magazines or perhaps advertising magazines. It’s quite fascinating the way fashion comes off strong even if majority doesn’t have a grip on it, especially in the country. But despite that, it’s a marvel to know how a lot of people collaborate to present such a phenomenon.  We may be on different wavelengths on how we understand fashion but it all boils down to making people happy through clothes. Well, yes, it may be a materialistic kind of happiness but happiness nonetheless.

I know a lot of people who regard fashion as irrelevant because in it, nothing seems temporary. Trends are fleeting and style is subjective so it’s quite the opposite of wise to make a great investment, like what looks good on some people may not show quite the same effect on you and what you wear this year may appear jologs in the next. Other people brush off the whole drama because there are far more important things in life than going gaga over expensive designer clothes.

That part may be true but what we don’t know is that these fashion gods pioneer each and every article of clothing we use, narrowed down to our local fashion houses amending them to suit our taste, then to the nearby stores which then result to that seemingly insignificant article of clothing that we eventually grow fond of wearing. As time goes by, those articles of clothing that we carefully bought later evolve to make up our very own skin. Mine, for example, will be those graphic tees and band shirts that are with me for ages. I still wear some of them because they still fit, and they fit me well. This, my friends, is the ‘meager’ yet phenomenological role of fashion.

Well, okay… those band shirts may have been screened but dude, just notice the pair of pants you wear and how meticulous you could become when you buy one. Um.. you do get me, right?

I like fashion because it’s one of the few materialistic things that make people happy, aside from food. It makes you feel good on the outside and the inside. Even if you didn’t design the clothes you wear, there is still some kind of ownership even if they really were conceived to be shared with many in the first place. The way you style yourself, that’s what you can call your own. Much like when we write. We don’t own the words but the way we position one word with another, we create a style of writing that is uniquely ours and true only to the one holding the pen. Then the prose we write, in the end, captivates the soul of those similar to ours creating a sense of community.

I admit I don’t know much about fashion, I can even barely manage my own fashion sense. But hey, that’s why there’s a thing called learning, right? So I won’t be put off and be left wavered even if that means going against this somewhat rebellious attitude of mine. This pursuit is not really reflective of the principles I am holding onto; still, I want to take this as a challenge.

My self-confidence kinda ranges from the socially awkward penguin to the fleeting butterfly, and I am not really satisfied with how I deliver myself. And I really believe that how confident you are reflects on how you present your own image. So maybe when the industry has gotten to the very essence of me, I could maybe learn that and be happy. Even if it’s just clothes or talking about clothes that I am happy with, I’m still happy nonetheless.