I watched a 7-minute documentary of Scott Schuman, commonly known as The Sartorialist, taken by Intel of Fashionologie >> "The Sartorialist: A Visual Life" this evening as I sit in apartment at Michigan State University, doing just about nothing, as I enjoy my rare moment away from home.
I always wondered about Mr. Schuman’s journey from a people-watching blogger to one of Time Magazine’s Most Influential people. I think it really has a lot to do with the fact that we can see the world through his eyes, literally. We can see how fashion is interpreted not just in the big cities but all over the world. We are allowed to travel with him, as he goes from place to place meeting people of all walks of life, who express their own individual characteristics through their clothing.
Wow. It is in this moment, this very moment that, that I know I will mostly likely need to move out and get my own place again. I forgot what it feels like to just BE, alone in your own space with your own thoughts. Maybe that’s why I didn’t blog as much in 2010. The first half of the year was bumpy; I was living with another individual and it just didn’t work out as well as we both wanted.
The second half of the year has consisted of me “existing” on my aunt’s sofa sleeper, “Driving Mrs. Daisy” every damned weekend. Of course I’m Morgan Freeman in this scenario.