I can't help thinking this is a terrible way to look at the world. I mean, is the world falling to pieces? Did I miss something? Don't get me wrong, I'm not in complete denial. I realize that there are unimaginably bad things happening in the world. I was laid off--remember what I would buy Thursdays? And I was joined that month by something like 250,000 other Americans.
Fashion gives as respite in a sea of uncertainty. It's a tiny escape to fabulous, a chance to rise above the muck and be beautiful. Fashion is a opportunity to express yourself; it's a chance to be silly and serious at the same time. Fashion is hope.
So, I'm going to celebrate tonight in my Rodarte for Target party dress and optimistically resolve to make 2010 a better year.