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The saturation of the 15-minutes-of-fame wave within the online scene, wherefore the phenomenon of instant celebritism achieved by means equivalent to journals and scrapbooking in e form, in the past, has deter me from attempting at maintaining one. Fashion is costume. I am not beautiful, young, nor rich, but fashion and the development of personal style allows me to present my choices of self expression, to compensate for my Darwinian lacks, granting me the ability to manipulate perceptions of others in view of me; therefore, I humbly submit these lo-fi documentation of my personal taste and style as an insertion of my meek and vapid voice in the footnotes of fashion blogging history. Dur.
