To Whom It May Concern,
If you didn’t know already, this will be my third semester as a Style Guru. Hopefully I’ve been doing a half-decent job at it already but if my work just isn’t up to par, keep this in mind: third time’s the charm? I really don’t think I believe that, but if it makes you feel more comfortable with this whole situation, just keep chanting it until you believe it.
Seeing as I was supposed to tell you about myself in the first paragraph of this Public Service Announcement, I should probably tell you all the generic info right here. But I won’t. Just kidding, I will in the next graf.
I am a junior at Boston University studying Magazine Journalism (specific, yes, so let’s hope I don’t break down on my 30th birthday about how I hate my life). I only enjoy the idea of long walks on the beach in the middle of winter. Figures. The goal is to be something of a Alison Mosshart figure, only without the voice and the musical talent, and own my own magazine empire and take over the world. That last part, ladies and gents, was not a joke (at least not if my therapist asks you).
From reading my posts, you’ve probably noticed that I tend to be more inspired my own interpretation of peoples’ outfits than the actual thought process they put into it. If that sounds selfish, that’s because it is. I am. When I sit down to write, I’m all like “What does that remind me of? That’s not weird enough, but this is!” Then I write about it, frequently making my subjects cry and question their entire style existence.
Moral of the story: I will live in a world where Justin Young and Henry Holland call me at 3:00 in the afternoon to tell me how much they love me and how crazy that party last night was. Just wait — it will happen.