"Muse," by Laura Laine

Moving back to Southern California has its perks: Warm, sunny weather just about all the time, being able to drive places, having color to my skin pigment again, resources and proximity. However, I think I forgot why I really wanted to leave in the first place; the materialistic nature of so many women and dare I say it, men.

Staring me in the face are breast enhancements and frozen faces; I can't help but gawk because it is so abnormal. Zooming past me are fancy cars with windows so tinted you would think Diana Ross is inside. Smacking my arms are Coach Bags as heads are fixated in a 45 degree angle to browse the Internet on iPhones--no regard to oncoming traffic--iPhone users have the right-of-way.

What gets me most is how people are spending. An article in TeenVogue last month addressed the inner "recessionista," and how girls are beginning to spend less money on high end fashion labels; I blog to differ.

So there is a fashionista—someone who is Au naturale to fashion—and now there is a recessionista—an Au naturale fashionista who opts for less expensive jeans like Rock and Republic as opposed to Marc Jacobs. Practical.

The article should have addressed an incessant need to spend; a desire to fit in through fabric. Money is not timeless. It can be here today and gone tomorrow. So why on earth are people still shopping for $200 jeans when the exact same jeans can be purchased for $30 at a different store? Why are we so concerned with labels? Is there some fear that America will become a debauchery of a society if we do not have Juicy jump suits or Chanel glasses on? Who cares.

Granted, I love appearances. I am as narcissistic as the rest of you. I would prefer to have a disposable income any day so I can buy whatever threads I would like; however, reality belittles me.

I have no shame shopping at Forever 21. Yeah, I said it. I definitely browse Target once in a while as well. I just cringe at price tags in places like Urban Outfitters. I cower at people buying what look like Keds but have a price tag of $90; you know, they have those at Payless.

Even discount fashion web sites--designed to provide high end fashion for cheaper prices--are still way over priced in my opinion. I suppose if you have the money, then go for it. For the girls reading TeenVogue, they most likely do not.

It is so cool to be unique now. Why not take up this hipster generation by being yourself and not every other label whore out there.



  1. Yeah, that's been one wonderful difference since I've been up. Chris' friends came and were like "There are hardly any hot girls up here," I had to let them know it's b/c it's not the number one priority here.
    I love looking good as much as the next person, but it's nonsense for it to be my number one goal.

  2. Yeah, I know. Frisco is the city of not so good looks...but who really cares? People are real up there. No one cares about being tan, having a perfect face of makeup on and designer labels. Ohhh I miss the realism and organic nature of life up there.

  3. tooootally know what you mean - i live in southern california too. in fact, i grew up in orange county...the epicenter of materialism. it's difficult to be surrounded by it and keep yourself from buying into it. after not being able to shop for more than a year, i am completely shocked by some of the pricetags out there. even stuff at target shocks me sometimes! haha! being poor for awhile has made me a bit cheap apparently. :)




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