I’m trying to get a feeling across.
When I started blogging, I hadn’t followed any fashion blogs beforehand. I guess I dove headfirst into a world that I didn’t know existed or understood. In some ways I wish that I didn’t start following other blogs. Obviously that wasn’t an option because I was so captivated by all the inspiration that the millions of blogs out there have to offer. Exploring the world of blogging naturally ended up impacting my own work. I felt that I had to fit into the “mould” of a fashion blog. So I crafted my own blog-space, based upon the aspects of other blogs that I liked. Along with the layout, I created my content in a similar vein.
What I’ve done with my blog is essentially what we do in life with everything. For example, we decorate our homes based on ideas picked up from others that appeal most to us. Before I knew it had happened, my blog became something completely different to what I had originally planned out. My aim now, is to deconstruct what I’ve done. I want to get back to my original inspiration.
My whole life I’ve been very sensitive to feelings. Not just my own feelings but also the feelings found in other people, in places, in movies, in art, and the list goes on… I love how feelings work off of impulse, demanding our attention. It’s so fascinating to look at an object, which can stimulate fear and emotion instantly deep down inside my stomach. I want to make people feel “something” with my work. I want to move you. I want to break away from the mould that I’ve been trapped in:
“This is what I wore, it’s so nice and light weight… great for summer. And these shoes are to die for! Worth every penny, defiantly a statement piece that you need this summer…”
Who really cares anyway? A year from now, are you going to remember or care about how much I loved my new necklace in my 127th post? No. You’re not. Just like I can’t remember half of the content in fashion blogs that I’ve read over 12 months ago. I can remember however, how I was so mesmerised by John Galliano’s Fall 2009 ready-to-wear collection. I’ll never forget how I felt the first time I saw Vladimir Tretchikoff’s painting: Balinese Girl, or the overwhelming emotion created by Alexander McQueen’s Dress number 13 of his S/S RTW 1999 collection. It wasn’t just another runway show; it was living breathing art, being created in present time. I had forgotten that I was watching a fashion show on my computer and was transported somewhere else where I got lost in that mental space.
I’m not implying that my work will be of the same calibre of head fashion designers and world-famous painters. I just want to be honest and true. Honesty is a truth that I think all people struggle with. I want to be honest with my photographs. I don’t want to post images of a false life. I don’t have much money, so I’m not going to portray myself that way. Sometimes I feel shit for no reason, which I think most people can actually relate to. So if I don’t want to smile in my photos, I’m not going to. I’ve always had a creative imagination and I now want to share that with whoever is willing to listen. If people look at my blog, I want them to feel something inside of them that leaves a lasting impact. I hope that one day my images will strike fear or love into my viewer’s hearts.
Here’s to a blog that isn’t promoting just another pretty dress… I’m trying to create a window into myself. This will not be an easy task. Some of my future content will be exactly what I just said that I don’t want it to be. Old habits are hard to break. I’m not saying basic fashion’s posts are bad, they’re great! I just want to achieve something different, or find a balance between what I want to achieve with what I’m currently doing.
X Linda Chai