In which I post one of my fashion muse’s musings

I’ve been doing a lot of blog-related research these days and the number one thing I’ve heard is that the blogs that make it are those that use entirely original content.  This makes complete sense since merely parroting what others have to say isn’t going to make you all that memorable.  HOWEVER, I am so inspired both by what Roz of Clothes, Cameras & Coffee had to say and wear this Saturday that I’m going to break the rules and share my favorite image and paragraph.  I highly recommend you check out the rest of the post for great musings on fashion and even better images of her wearing delightful clothing.

Interestingly though, we are not now defined by the style of our eras in the way that previous generations were. Everything moves too fast, and is too fleeting. New trends are born every six months or so, emerging onto the street with blinking eyes and wobbling legs. But by the time they have become solid and steady, they are replaced by another set of looks. This can be viewed in one of two ways. One can lament the loss of any kind of cohesive look – the kind of uniformity that makes every frame in Mad Men such a visual joy. There are no items of clothing, such as the sixties’ mini-skirt or the seventies’ trouser suit, that we can take up and champion as being revolutionary. On the flipside, this emphasis on individuality is worthy of praise – of the ‘democratisation’ of fashion. All it takes is a good eye and a keen lust for anything from vintage markets, charity shops and jumble sales, or independent designers, or even high-end brands. Countless options for dressing and self-expression are open.