Musings ...

What's in a blog, or what is a blog? Hmmm, I've been pondering this since setting up this blogsite just for the experience. Depending on your point of view of course, it could be a:

Brilliant
Link to the
Online
Generation

or a

Boring
Load of
Old
Garbage

Serious observers suggest that bloggers can form online 'communities of interest' sharing important information with like-minded inhabitants of cyberspace. (A Boring Lot of Geeks in other words.) Others see blogs as personal diaries and/or soapboxes. Whatever. But a blog is also an opportunity to act out roles and to express views one may not actually hold. So having said that, I can now say that we Baby Boomers are getting right into blogging, move over Gens X, Y and Z, coz we still rule the world!

OK, having got that off my not-very-ample chest, now it's back to the important stuff like fashion. This week has been Fashion Week here in beautiful downtown sunny Melbourne, and we're told that this season Black is Back. Hello-o. When has black never been fashionable in Melbourne, it's our colour, our wardrobe staple, our trademark, our signature! Trinny and Susannah, where are you now when we need you most. A couple of years ago designers tried to persuade us that brown was the new black, and ended up with warehouses full of unsold drab brown garments.

So what is it about fashion that sucks us in? We're subjected to a barrage of advertising trying to separate us from our hard-earned dollars in return for the latest greatest clothes, accessories, furnishings, useless household gadgets, books, CDs, DVDs, iPods etc etc. The wheels of commerce relentlessly try to seduce us, and we can justify throwing out perfectly wearable clothes on the grounds that we're keeping someone else employed, mostly in the Third World, and the 'deserving poor' are also benefitting from our castoffs. But our appetite for all things fashionable also derives from our western cultural heritage and conditioning. We need to belong, to conform, to fit in, and at the deepest level to be loved. A new garment can be a panacea, a way of keeping the angst of living at bay, albeit temporarily. Clothes are also a way of expressing our individuality and our personalities. So yes Red is definitely my favourite colour coz it's passionate, fiery, vibrant, and warm. And yes today I'm wearing all red, and most of it is at least five years old!

Must dash, time to splash on some fresh lippy!

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