A few of my favorites from Gareth Pugh S/S 2011.
I don't really have any sort of pseudo-intellectual bullshit as to why the minimal patterns and lines and structure tell a story and blah blah whatever. These pieces are bad ass, though. I've seen more breathtaking shit from Pugh in past seasons, but I like this, too. I'd definitely wear anything from this collection. Especially the jackets. Amazing.
Today brought up interesting conversation that made me think about a few things. Something I love about this industry, something that applies to really just life in general, is that nothing is immutable. Like fashion changing each season, everyone is continually reaching the top and being knocked down by someone climbing up the ladder. Perfectionism creates this unstoppable drive to become the best - but to no avail, because you will always be looking up toward someone else.
I think that's part of what I love about it.
I'm sure everyone else can relate to working toward a goal and accomplishing it, or finally buying something you've wanted forever, or finally finishing that super fucking long book series or something.
Just that satisfaction in reaching the end, and then the immediate... unsatisfied feeling afterward. The "what next?" feeling. Continuing.
I always feel like that. I'm always unsatisfied. I always have some sort of goal to accomplish, and once I'm finished, I have that obnoxious driving knot in my stomach to keep going.
We can only continually work at becoming the greatest, and there's something exciting about that.
Otherwise, it made my day when this girl from the other core said she wanted Katherine Moennig to be waiting for us in our classrooms. I high-fived her.




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