In Another Universe

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In another universe, I will live in countryside, free from internet, disconnect from the world. I might be a flower farmer, or a carpenter, or both. Bathing in the natural aroma from flower and carving a teak wood chair will my everyday life. I don't care if Balanciage just released it's limited edition sneaker, nor if Celine just introduced its new coveted handbag. I belong to myself, not to other's perception. 

Hat - Jacquemus / Earring - Low Classic / Shirt & Skirt - unknown / Bag - unknown / Shoes - Maryam Nassir Zadeh

Hat - Jacquemus / Earring - Low Classic / Shirt & Skirt - unknown / Bag - unknown / Shoes - Maryam Nassir Zadeh

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My love and hate relationships with style blogging are equally intense. The experience of being a style blogger can be pretty magical. I can dress up like any person I want to be, not restricted to the role I play in the society.  If I dress up like a french country girl and go to work, people must think I am crazy, but not if this persona only exist in my blog. In this little corner of internet, my creativity and imagination are free. My talent can be recognized by strangers all over the world and they complement me in the way that I never expected. The reward comes so fast and easily, thus, so addictive. 

Before people realize blogging can make money, the blogger community was a collective  of dreamers who were genuine and supportive. I don't know if the commercial success of blogging industry has made it a better or worse. For me, after I realized the sneaky product placements in curated Instagram posts, my love for this world has diminished. Now, every time I see a post on social media, the first thing come to my mind is if its is sponsored. It matters less if you feel beautiful in the outfit, it matters more if you are the first person wearing the newly released garments, it matters more how much revenue you can create for the fashion labels. Since 2011 when I first start blogging, I saw so many bloggers become the slaves of consumerism. The sparkle in their eyes fade away in their journey from Zara to Valentino, even a oversized Dior sunglasses cannot conceal the tiredness on their flawless faces.

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Maybe I am too cynical, but I know many people feel the same way. In the world that people will only spend 2 seconds looking at a social media post, I don't expect anyone read my rant. I've been back and forth about being a blogger, because I feel the echo chamber on social media is making me to become someone I am not. Social media used to be the free land for all characters, now it's a platform for countless identical profiles. In the alternative universe, I wish things will work differently...

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