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I am not one for anger and ranting but I have some venting to do for this post. We will call this form of me bitching about my life a FREEDOM POST. This post will consist of where the hell I have been for the past couple of years and my anger about how I have ended up recently due not to my lack of preparation but people I have trusted and basically left me out on the street with no fucks to give about how I end up. If you read this and you get offended you should definitely take the time to rethink what you see as being helpful.
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How I have missed you with your eclectically confident identity confusion. I love LA I like to think of it as one of the most diverse meccas in America.Then why is there always segregated confusion during LA Fashion Week? Why do so many people want to constantly compare or try to imitate shows and dynamics brought from elsewhere instead of embracing West Coast and Southwestern Fashion for what it is, a very laid back but extraordinary big show of personal style expression far more than it's East Coast counterparts, (which I view as more commercial and stuck up) This year I actually enjoyed the plethora of fashion events throughout the month of October. It is a pleasure watching and experiencing the organizations who have continued to thrive in the Los Angeles fashion industry over the past few years since Mercedes Benz officially decided not to transplant their tents here any longer.