Cerulean

One thing I'll miss the month of holiday in Toronto is the worship at the church here in NY. All of a sudden while we were singing, I pictured a huge, fat ice cap from Tim Hortons. Lol. I then proceeded to chide myself for thinking about food during worship.
Worship.
I think it requires a whole different sense of vulnerability.

I aspire to be like her one day. HAHAHA. No, actually I just want to talk like her. If I can talk like her and have such a vast knowledge on the history of dress, that would be so great. Well I'm on my way there since I'll be done with my History Culture Society class where we studied fashion from Egyptian to early 19th century. Anyway, one of my favourite arguments when Andy, the 'I'm too cool for fashion' girl sniggers at two similar turquoise belts because the stylist said they were so different:

Miranda Priestly: This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, [it's not lapis,] It's actually cerulean. You're also blindly unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff.

Frick.

Sorry for the lukewarm posts, I'm so tired.