The End of Fashion: Part 2

I was fortunate and excited to visit the town of Portofino

The town of Portofino is a photographers dream!  Every corner in the small posh town makes you stop and truly be taken away.

My husband had prepared me on what to expect, an overload of high-end stores are at every corner of this chic town. And he wasn’t kidding!

And so it seemed that everyone who enjoys luxury shopping wears the same exact thing. Same. Exact. Thing!

It appears everyone follows the same checklist. Cartier love bracelet (check), Hermes Birkin/Kelly (check), Chanel bag (check).

I came to Italy and to the town of Portofino with the idea of style expressed individually and uniquely. However, I was faced with the typical social media-influenced styles.

One morning a girl walked in to the breakfast terrace in the most “Instagram influenced” outfit I actually rolled my eyes.

What happened to style? What happened to buying what you love not what will make you socially cool? What happened to admiring a person’s style and how it is a true reflection of them.

I am so uninspired by fashion at the moment. I walked into the chic boutiques, admired and obsessed over many pieces, and kept asking myself “why not buy these pieces? When money is not an issue, why would I buy what everyone is wearing?”

The few days we spent in Portofino, I made an effort to stand out and be me, so I wore my Banana Republic wrap flats, my Anthropology haram pants, my forever21 flip flops to the pool, and my Triangle swimsuit when the majority of women wore their Missoni bikini. Did they make sure to look at see if I fit in? Sure! Did I care? Not really 😉

I wear what makes me happy. I wear what makes me comfortable. And if it is designer, then I am proud of myself because I work hard to have these things. But I don’t think that buying what everyone is wearing can be classified as “style”.


Scarf Dress by Katie

The End of Fashion: Part 1

My wonderful followers, your flood of emails inquiring about my absence on the blog resulted in me taking the jump back in!

I had a moment last night on an evening walk that resulted with a long and detailed conversation with my husband about my feelings on fashion. My lack of inspiration to write any blog posts or provide any outfit posts (I have many images I am yet to be motivated to post) that he finally said “then write about what you feel, I am sure you are not the only one.” 
So here I am! I am taking the step back into Coconut Lace in what I hope would be a more open approach. 

I am hating fashion (there I finally said it!). To me, it has lost its complete essence and passion due to the over exposure of social medial and the pool of over qualified “fashion gurus”. 
I went to school for fashion. I breathed fashion. I worked for a fashion company in my early years in Toronto for a family that lacked any form of personal identity, just to be in the presence of fashion and to only later realize I would not gain much. 
I dislike what fashion has become. There is NO identity. It is an army of fashion “bloggers” turned “influencers”. The images of them in a copy stance of the off-to-next-fashion-show standing with the luggage or strategic camera angel poses. Lame! They all chime the same way, wear the same things and attend the same events. There is no more honest reviews to any products. they all seem to “obsess” or “love” this product or that brand. 
I sometimes wonder some of these “influencers” have access to top PR companies, racks of clothes and brands to choose from yet still manage to pick the safest looks. No originality!
I am a fashion graduate and I live and breath and admire fashion for what it was, not what it is. 
I will be sharing more on the “End of Fashion” in a 3 part rant, as it is my way of starting fresh and opening a door for true opinion from an expert stand. 

I would love to hear your thoughts.