There he was: tall, dark, and handsome with 2 tickets to a great escape. They needed to disappear, that’s about the extent of what they had in common. Traded in her old aspirations for the adventure of a lifetime, for better or for worse; life on the run.
Any photographer knows that the right light can make or…
“I’m a modern man, a man for the millennium. Digital and smoke free. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I’ve been uplinked and downloaded, I’ve been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I’m a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art bi-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond!”
I’ve only been living in Los Angeles for 2 months and although I still have plenty to see, it’s safe to say I’ve made a major dent in my exploration of the wild west.
Before I even knew what blogging was, I took freelance modeling jobs helping photographers bring their visions to life. It was exciting (and just a little dangerous.) My friends thought I was so confident to be letting strangers photograph me in lingerie, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Modeling spurred my evolution, forcing me to love and accept myself as a woman— one snap of the shutter at a time. While I don’t shoot much lingerie these days, I stripped down to my skivvies again to share Unbound: a female-founded NYC tech start-up with a kinky side.
As some of you may already know, I suffer from moderate-to-severe adult-onset inflammatory cystic acne. (Wow, that’s a mouthful!) But that’s what it is. It’s not just clogged pores, blackheads, and zits. Even the word “zits” sounds small and minor. And minor my condition is not.
As an average-sized woman with wide hips, muscular legs, and a big butt, I am perfectly aware that I have some fashion limitations:
Denim jeans with no stretch are a no-go.
Ankle boots tend to make my legs look short.
And body-con skirts aren’t doing me any favors— it’s true.
That’s OK though because fashion gives us a lot of options, like the high-waisted shorts trend. I count myself lucky that high-waisted shorts are back in style and they look like they’re here to stay.
With my first month in Los Angeles coming to an…
I picked this white shirtdress up from a thrift store a long while back (we’re talking 4+ years ago) and yet, I hardly ever got around to wearing it. I guess it just goes to show how I have a tendency to hold on to things that I don’t really need. But I’m not a hoarder… really, I’m not! It’s just that I often develop a connection to my clothes, shoes, and jewelry, and then it becomes hard to let the piece go until I feel I’ve used it to it’s fullest potential.
On the low, I promised myself I would inject more honesty and relatable experiences into my blog posts. Even if this is ‘just a fashion blog’, the truth is that Creation Despite is a passion project born of the need to have something wholly my own. Another truth? I am predisposed to bouts of depression, along with an estimated 350 million others. Fortunately, I laugh easily and am quick to be inspired. Blogging has been the perfect mechanism by which I’m able to raise myself from the doldrums time and time again… after all, my traffic will die if I don’t post anything every week or so! That is enough to motivate me to stop sulking and get the creative juices flowing on a regular basis.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved to play dress-up and. Even before I really knew what I was doing. It all started with my friends and I putting on photoshoots with thrifted clothing, a digital camera, and a bunch of free time. We’d take turns serving as model and photographer, in strange and unexpected places— under the bridge, on an iron stairwell, the best we could find in a South Florida suburb. Those were the good times.
Now firmly planted in my mid-twenties, I waver on my principles less and follow my heart first. I never cared for politics. And I’m not alone. There’s a paradigm-shift happening throughout Generation Z. The price of progress is often growing pains. We want meaning, growth and gratification for our work or, better yet, as our work. Easier said than done… & not everyone’s cup of cappuccino, I guess you could say I’m putting out Margot Tenenbaum Vibes.