Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

So I've revived this blog and turned it into a Style Diary for Dash. I'm kind of excited to have a diary again, except in this case, it's going to be all about fashion, and I'm actually writing in it for the whole world to see (gone are the days when I had to write in codes and put a lock in it).

Speaking of days gone by, I suddenly got into thinking how I ended up here, in this very moment, writing this particular blog. I didn't think I'd be so much into fashion. It's always been something I've had on the side but I never considered it as a profession. But here I am managing an online fashion store, keeping a style diary, and, hopefully, having a fashion column in a magazine. But this can't possibly be a career? Surely I'm destined for something else, like museums? I am, after all, taking an M.A. on Museum Studies. Even that was unexpected because I graduated with a Film degree back in college. You're probably thinking, why didn't I just take up fashion in school and be done with it? Well, if I did, I probably wouldn't be here.

So, how did I end up here? I guess the answer is in the very question. Fashion. There's really no profound explanation for it. Fashion is a natural part of living in the social world, unless one deliberately resists it. It and I have a very special relationship. I know it's always going to be there, breathing with me, changing with me. I love it but I don't obsess over it. I live it but I don't depend on it (the answer as to why I didn't take it up in school). And now I'm here because it makes me happy when I share it with others. It gives me joy just writing about it. It keeps me company when I run out of things to do. Enjoy!

Sincerely,
Lai