bacchanal

I just arrived home from a summer full of random beauty and semi-dangerous adventures while roaming around europe and i now have four days (thats a lie, I now have two) to unpack the remnants of my summer indulgence and repack myself into my new apartment in Berkeley and into the mindset of a collegiate co-ed. So being the bacchanal* little girl that I am I decide that it would be a good time to.... start the fashion blog i've always wanted to write!!!! Of course, this is the logical answer to the amount of responsible tasks I have at hand. So lets start the introduction.... You might have guessed that I procrastinate, I love making black and white prints in the darkroom and have an affinity for all photography in general, I have huge calluses on my feet from dance, there is nothing I love more than finding the perfect dress at a little vintage shop (There will for sure be a blog devoted to my vintage obsessions later), I have developed a habit of randomly walking up to people introducing myself and making new friends, I am half-swiss and just to be cliched I eat an abnormal amount of chocolate and cheese, I want to work with refugees or displaced people especially youth (or at a fashion mag...same thing!), I do production for the fashion magazine at my university, I have an obsession with big earrings, I wear my moms old pin striped leggings from the eighties, I lay on boulders at the river, I listen to my i-pod while staring out the train window, I secretly write poetry that no one ever reads, I would like to date a boy that plays the cello, I like wine, I used to have a pony and rabbits and chickens and ducks and even cows, now I just am trying to be fashionable, get over my ex-boyfriend, and get in to the classes I need to complete my major. So thats pretty much me in a blog! there's more to come about my fashion obsessions and all things related. I think I will be posting a lot about music, books, art etc and things other than clothes themselves because I believe that fashion is a culture and not just something you wear. After all, in fashion we are selling an image, a lifestyle, not just a dress or a pair of pants.

*For those who don't know and in order to clarify the title of this blog, Bacchanal and Bacchich means the followers of or having to do with the Bacchanalia, a Roman festival celebrating Bacchus, or Dionysus, the greek god of wine. This god (and this festival) symbolize indulgence, madness, and ecstasy. Normally they included massive amounts of wine, music, and dancing with the purpose of ending worries and troubles. Essentially the Bacchae were a cult of women who took part in orgys of sorts and worshiped Dionysus. Dionysus was and is a huge inspiration to many artist, musicians and poets because he is a symbol of "the fundamental, unrestrained aesthetic principle of force, music, and intoxication versus the one of sight, reason, form, and beauty" (this is quoted from wikipedia people so it must be good). Therefore, I use the reference Bacchich in my blog because I'd like to believe that in my youth I lead a somewhat indulgent, wild, sensual, hectic, and beautifully unrestrained life reflected in everything I do right down to the quirkiness of the clothes I wear. yes people, this entry has been the most intellectual stimulation i've had all summer....