I don’t know how to take photos but I tried.

Enjoy my photos with the lyrics of Thomston‘s songs. (Look him up on Soundcloud I swear he’s amazing.)
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Stepping right in to find out we were blind

Our vision was drowned by a burning sky

Caught in the daze you wore it so well

The hotter it got the less that I felt

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You’re holding it in, you say you’re okay

And I believe you

Feeling like we’re at the equator, I see you

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Dysfunctional in every way,

we drive all night and sleep all day,

Caught up in the conflict,

puts me on edge but I like the feeling

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I’m coming up don’t worry now

I’m too young to worry ’bout

Burning out

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But I need you

It’s hard to make you not forget that we need you

After all this time, I’m starting to see you

Convince me that you’re fine

Please

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Am I a pain in your side?

Puts me on edge but I like the feeling,

Cause you’re the pain in mine,

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I can see your collarbones and baby I’m scared

Never thought I’d be so unprepared.

All of the photos were taken by myself. I tried to capture moments that stood out to me or gave me certain emotions.

And trust me- listen to Thomston!

#: photography, moments, beauty, fashion, Thomston.

The images above are property of Konni Kim.

The story of how I fell asleep and missed my interview with Pixie Lott

Hey readers,

I feel like, because it’s hard to find an avid fashion blogger my age in Korea, lots of people tend to think I must be an incredibly amazing blogger. The thing is, whether I’m interviewing America’s Next Top Model models, hosting collaboration projects, or talking to magazine editors, I slip up a lot. And I mean A LOT.

For example, the other day I was supposed to be interviewing Pixie Lott, but I FELL ASLEEP AND MISSED IT.

Yep, you read that correctly. I just literally could not attend the online webinar BECAUSE I WAS FRIGGIN SLEEPING. IN MY BED. And this is THE PIXIE LOTT we’re talking ’bout here.

So here’s what happened. Recently I found a blogger community newsletter in my heap of emails. There was a link to attend the online Q&A session with Pixie Lott, hosted by the brand Magnitone. Of course, being a Pixie Lott fan, I applied. As I waited in anxiety and anticipation, I received an email informing me that I’d made it; that I’d been chosen to participate in the exclusive live webinar session with Pixie Lott. At that point I could practically imagine the looks of utter shock and admiration on people’s faces when they found out about it. Tingling with excitement, I posted this on facebook.

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And people were in awe, as I’d expected.

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I was too busy basking in the glory of being the first person among my friends to be able to exclusively interview someone as famous as Pixie Lott, that at first I did not realize that the Q&A session was in three hours. I was probably the last person put on the list.

I honestly freaked out when I read the words ‘Reminder: the exclusive Q&A session with Pixie Lott is in three hours(4AM)!’ in my business inbox. I’d been studying at school until 10PM that day, I was tired, I needed a shower and a nice few hours of sound sleep. A short internal conflict occurred in my head-should I stay up until 4AM and talk to Pixie Lott, or should I just forget it and get some sleep? After a split second, I decided that the former would definitely have to happen, because, who knows, this could be my big break, right? You never know in the blogging world.

So I drank my coffee, washed my face, and sat at my desk to prepare myself for the painful three hours of cruel, wearisome waiting in anticipation and irritation from severe sleep deprivation that were to come. I did everything to keep myself awake. After all, I couldn’t let my readers(you guys) down, and my friends were counting on me to nail this Q&A session and tell them all about it.

AND THEN guess what I did. I got a little drowsy, so I thought, ‘just 5 minutes…yes…I’ll just close my eyes for just, just…5 minutes’, and then I WENT TO MY BED. Now there’s one thing you need to know about my bed-it’s the coziest, softest, most sleep-inducing patch of space on planet Earth. It’s truly a fine bed. And as I lay down, I kept telling myself, ‘Everything will be fine… I’m sure I’ll get up before 4…’ BUT NO.

NO, NO, NO. JUST. NO. I DID NOT get up before 4. In fact I did not get up at all until the clock struck 7:10 AM. I opened my eyes, got straight up, stared at the clock, rubbed my eyes, then stared some more. The clock definitely said 7:10. I panicked for a while, even thinking, ‘well..well…maybe the webinar isn’t over! Maybe I’ll still get to talk to Pixie…’ But I regained my logical thinking skills, muttered some bad language about how I was such an idiot(WHICH I WAS), and went back to bed, because, you know, maybe it was just a big bad dream(which it wasn’t).

And that’s my story of how I almost, just almost, interviewed Pixie Lott. My friends were totally bummed when I told them, of course. My mother just laughed at me. I was mad at myself for a while but then, oh well.

This post was supposed to be about my almost-happened interview with Pixie Lott, but since it didn’t happen, here’s my reflection on the whole situation.

Thinking back now, firstly, I’m beginning to realize it’s not that big of a deal. #YOLO. Just kidding. That hashtag is overused. But seriously though, take that in for a moment-You Only Live Once. If I only live once, I wanna make mistakes, especially while I’m still young. I’m only human. There’s no point dwelling on the past and getting angry all over again. It’s a waste of precious time. Secondly, while I do need to forgive myself and move on, I also need to learn from my mistakes. Me missing the interview chance was totally my fault. I cannot blame anyone else for it since it was just the result of me being an idiot. Blogging and tackling school work all at once is turning out to be harder than I thought, and I do struggle. However, since I made the conscious choice to continue on with my blogging career, I need to start being more responsible for it. I need to improve my time management, primarily.

I also need to focus on the essence of my blogging. I always told myself that I didn’t want to be the type of fashion blogger that just posts photos of Chanel and Givenchy, accepting unhealthy fashion ideals and passing selling them on to the public as if those standards are the ultimate rules of fashion, conforming to trends without critical thinking. However, these days I often find myself thirsty for opportunities with famous, popular people that might give me my ‘big break’. It’s ridiculous, I know. I need to focus on my writing; my posts, which express my true colours and insights, and stop floating above my conscience, swimming on the edge of glamour and undeserved fame. This is my confession and promise to you guys that from now on I’ll remind myself each day of why I’m staying up this late(or NOT staying up, in the case of how my Pixie Lott interview went down, haha) and take myself to the beginning whenever I feel like I’m becoming too obsessed with the shallow glittery stuff. Because I believe I can make a positive change and contribute to the development of self-expression.

I love you guys. Thank you.

Interview with Lenox Tillman from America’s Next Top Model!

Hey readers,

I’ve picked up a new habit of doing, not saying. As the Tyra Banks(a major role model of mine) once said, “Don’t make excuses, make improvements.” Which is why, as I was watching America’s Next Top Model(ANTM) last week, I thought, “What’s stopping me from getting closer to pursuing my lifelong dream in fashion?” All the contestants on ANTM seemed to be making their way through rubble to achieve their dreams(heck, they walk down buildings and pose mid-air and walk practically naked down a runway full of strangers just to prove they’ve got what it takes). ANTM is a perfect embodiment of the bittersweet glory of reaching out toward a dream in fashion. The ANTM theme tune goes, ‘Wanna be on top?’ And this time I immediately think, “Hell yeah?!” And what did I do next? Reach out to ANTM, of course.

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(Tyra Banks and Lenox Tillman)

So here I am, a week later, with an interview with the smart, talented, and beautiful 19 year old Lenox Tillman from ANTM Cycle 21(the current cycle that’s currently airing). She’s one of the most talented contestants on the show right now, and it’s unbelievable that she started out as just a sweet, quiet small-town girl. Now she’s just rockin’ the whole competition with her amazing photos. We talked about what it’s like to be on ANTM(obviously!), working with Tyra Banks(gosh I can’t even), modelling in front of the judges, hardships, and some personal stuff.

You can watch Lenox and the other remaining ANTM contestants on the CW. Wonder who will win…(http://www.cwtv.com/shows/americas-next-top-model/)

Now without further ado, here’s my exclusive interview with Lenox! Enjoy! : )

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Keep up with Lenox! (FACEBOOK/INSTAGRAM/TWITTER)

1. Tell us a bit about your childhood. What were you like at school?

I was a pretty shy but active kid. I played softball all of my childhood and was almost always outside if I wasn’t sleeping. In school, I would tend to be the quiet and weird kid to everyone and I definitely wasn’t the most confident. I usually was just drawing and kept close to my small group of close friends.

Haha, I can definitely relate to this.

2. What/who inspired you to run for ANTM at first? 

I always said I would try out for the show once I was 18 because I was such a huge fan of it, but once I actually turned 18 I felt like it was unrealistic to think I could get on! It was actually my mom who saw an ad for a casting call and talked me into going and trying. So I guess my mom was the one who inspired me!

3. Have you watched the episodes released so far? The other contestants talked on screen about how they thought that your ultimate weakness was your lack of self-confidence. How do you feel about that?

Yes, I have seen all of the episodes. I love watching it just like I did with all of the other cycles but me being on it now makes it even cooler, I have to admit. Haha! As for the lack of self-confidence comments, I wasn’t surprised by that when I heard them. I think they’re right, and while I think I’ve come a long way with being okay in who I am, I still am super tough on myself. This competition definitely brought that out in me, too.

You’re only two years older than me but you’re so much wiser! 

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4. What was trying to model when you had to act “sexy” like?

It was awkward since I had a giant crowd of people watching, but I did my best and tried to laugh at myself throughout it since I wanted to be a good sport. I’m working on it!

5. What’s going through your mind when you’re modeling in front of the camera? Is it nerve-racking or does it make you more confident? Have you gotten used to it?

When I first started modeling I was absolutely terrified during shoots because everything was so foreign to me. I have gotten so much better since then, though. I now tend to just be constantly brainstorming from the moment I walk on set to the moment I walk off. I am much more comfortable with it and just try my best to see it as an art experiment that photographer, makeup artist, stylist, and I are doing together.

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6. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

Eat an onion.

7. Who’s your ultimate role model?

In my modeling career? Lindsey Wixson. In overall life? I have so many; I would say Jill Bolte Taylor, Stevie Nicks, and Florence Welch if I had to narrow it down.

8. Tell us something no one (referring to the general public) knows about you.

Hmmmm, I can lick my elbow! It is said to be impossible but I can do it!

Cool!

 

9. What are your plans for the future?

I plan on growing up and working hard at whatever I am doing, mostly. Hopefully, I can continue modeling and enjoy all of its adventures for as long as I can. One day I hope to own my own avian rehabilitation center or sanctuary, too. That would be amazing.

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(Lenox with Cory from Cycle 20!)

10. If, in the future, your child wanted to become a model and follow in your footsteps, would you tell her/him to go for it?

I want my kids to do whatever makes them happy. If modeling is what makes them happy then I will gladly encourage and support them.

That was such a flawless response, haha.

11. Are you a feminist?

Yeah, duh. Equality between men and women is awesome. Men are cool and women are cool, that is obvious.

12. What’s it like to stand in front of the ANTM judges at panel? What was is like to work with Tyra Banks?

It is terrifying! All of your hard work from that week is about to pay off or be thrown in your face and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it. As for Tyra, she is a great business woman and I really enjoyed getting to see that behind the scenes. I hope I can learn to juggle that well- haha!

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Lenox is just amazing. Inside and out.

I’ll be back soon with more : )

Here’s a huge thank you to ANTM’s publicity manager Ellen who helped me reach out to Lenox, and of course thank you to Lenox herself for giving such thoughtful answers(and being awesome).

How to not deal with emotions

Hey readers,

I feel like I’ve been abusing this blog too much by going on and on about my personal life and all its nitty gritty details! Am I being too selfish? Here’s one last personal post for this summer before I get to work and fill you guys in on all the fashion stuff.

I thought writing about personal things would be the hardest, since, from my experience, no one’s really good at voluntarily and truthfully exposing themselves to the rest of the world. It usually takes lots of time, memories, and shared secrets for people to pluck up the courage to simply show themselves to each other. It’s a ridiculous human trait now that I put it this way, but it’s also understandable, since as a species we humans are so good at picking each other apart for who we really are. In this sense, it’s quite natural for me to be afraid (or at least nervous) of putting myself out here, writing myself down, on the internet(which is infamous for bringing out the inner brutality in people-hello haters?). But contrary to my original thoughts and popular belief, I actually feel most comfortable when I’m sitting here alone with my old broken laptop with a mug of iced latte, telling hundreds of people I’ve never met before about my personal inner self. I think it’s interesting. Don’t you?

I think it’s easier for me to be honest here than to most people I know in real life because we(you, reading this, and I, writing this) don’t have any strings attached. As humans we actually are capable of being genuine and caring about each other without calculating profit(shocker, I know). We just never get the chance to do so because our society is built upon structure and class pyramids and all this give-and-take. It gets to my head sometimes. I mean, a lot. That’s why I’m very proud of myself for creating a little haven on the internet here where we can all just chill together and be who we are and not be judged or discriminated or used. All I ask of you is to be genuine and honest.

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(It’s a shame that I try to cover the camera lens all the time when people try to take photos of me. Maybe I just haven’t fully accepted myself yet?)

Speaking of honesty, a personal thing I want to share with you here in my personal haven called my blog today is that recently I’m realizing that I haven’t been a very honest person, in terms of emotions. To myself and consequently to other people, too. In the past I thought I was amazing at the art of self-expression. After all, I’m a (self-labeled) artist, writer, blogger, and photographer. Back in London, my favorite class was drama-when I was a child I wanted to become an actress. I was the epitome of self-expression; the queen of expressing human emotions. Or so I thought. Until yesterday.

I was always good at coming up with expressive, unique ideas that no one else in the class could think of. But I know now that that does not make me good at ‘self-expression’. Expression through art and real honest emotional expression are two different concepts. I could convey certain emotions through my literary skills or art skills or acting skills, but (especially as I grew older) I lacked the ability to communicate what I myself was feeling in real situations in my life. As I hit puberty and matured, I absorbed the ideals of profit and give-and-take that my competitive surroundings(hello, private prep school) were feeding me, and my inability of honest emotional interaction got worse and worse and hardened inside me, becoming a solid characteristic trait of mine. And not only did the inability stick, but in my mind I also started to form prejudices against emotions themselves. I thought emotions made people weak, and that the stronger people were the ones that knew how to not let petty things like compassion or ‘feelings’ affect their lives and their paths to success. I idolized logic and cold-blooded-ness. My face lost its aptitude to move its muscles to transmit what was going on inside my emotional chamber. In middle school people(friends, ex-boyfriends, teachers) would often tell me I should smile more and stop looking so devoid of emotion all the time. In high school(which I’m still attending), when doing “What type of person are you” quizzes on Buzzfeed with my friends, my friends shout out “emotionless!” on the “How do your friends describe you” question. Even then, I smirked silently inside as I gave myself a pat on the back for succeeding in concealing my vulnerability-my emotions. And all the romantic relationships I’ve had probably don’t qualify as romantic relationships since there is no romance in faking, saying things I don’t mean, and being a user. (I hope my ex(es) are not reading this.) “I don’t believe in love.” I would state, proudly.

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Up until a few days ago, my whole 17 years of ego and self-esteem were built on my pride in my absolute devotion to logic and complete disregard of childish emotions, and my belief that that made me tough and gave me an advantage in life. What I didn’t realize was that hiding and ignoring my emotions did not make me a stronger person. I was blinded by my obsession over rationality and accurate calculations, and my bias on human emotions. Whenever I could feel my feelings seeping up from the barren asphalt of my mind, I would try my best to squish them back under the surface and coat another layer of asphalt on top of the crack from where they had seeped out. What I didn’t know was that burying the emotions alive wouldn’t kill them. Ignoring the emotions would get them out of the way for a while, but the emotions would still be there inside me under the layer of asphalt, bubbling and boiling and knocking on the surface to get out. I was basically just planting volcanoes in my mind and heart. And those volcanoes erupted yesterday.

All the anger, sadness, and vulnerability I had bottled up inside me finally got the best of me. They had been eating at me little by little from the inside, and yesterday they erupted like there was no tomorrow. Something inside me exploded. I cried and laughed and felt more numb than ever all at the same time, and my mind, which was only used to pushing emotions out of the way, wasn’t trained to handle emotions, so I panicked. I was in a terrible state. I acted out by being rash and not thinking(a total opposite to my usual habits of over-thinking everything) and doing something very stupid. Luckily, my friends helped me out and stopped anything too big from happening.

So here I sit in this cozy chair in a cafe that I usually go to on my street, after the storm. I now finally see how ironically irrational I was actually being.

I remember I once asked my best friend, “Are emotions important?” And he said, “Yes.”

“Why?” I demanded. “They just make you vulnerable.”

To this he said, “They’re what make you human.”

I now understand what he meant. Emotions aren’t childish. Trying to ignore them is. And ignoring them comes with terrible consequences. Everyone has them(unless you’re a psycho/sociopath… in which case you should go see a doctor right now). Even I have always had them. Thinking back now, I’ve actually experienced many deep emotions(I think I actually probably have a pretty high EQ). I just refused to acknowledge them as a part of me.

Now that I’m removing the veil of prejudice and clouded thinking before my eyes, I can see that me trying to appear emotionless was only a manifestation of my insecurities. I didn’t know how to deal with my insecurities and my own vulnerability and was afraid of them, so my mind reacted to the fear of showing my weak spots by just not showing anything. I was a coward. I thought it made me strong but it made me weak and almost killed me inside. Now I’m going to practice exercising my emotions in a more healthy way; practice being human.

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What it takes to be a model

Hey readers,

You know when we see a hot girl/guy and gush about her/him to our friend sitting next to us, whispering, “She/He should so totally be a model!” What thought runs through our mind at that exact moment? What makes us decide, in that moment, that a pretty, skinny, tall, handsome person ‘should be a model’? Is it because we truly, innately believe that attractiveness must be promoted and shown to the public? Or is it our unconscious, submerged in the shallow puddle of a standardized, lookism society?

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(The mugshot of Jeremy Meeks, the ‘#sexyfelon’)

Above is THE controversial mugshot photo that people are going crazy over. For those of you that haven’t yet heard what the fuss is all about, here’s the story: Jeremy Meeks, a former gangbanger and convict of a number of other charges(grand theft, felon possession of a firearm, and more in the past), recently shot to fame after his mugshot(image above), which was posted on a police Facebook page, attracted the attention of social media. At the time, the photo had over 100,000 likes(which means it has even more now). Meeks is currently still behind bars, but women all over the world are raising money and supporting his bail for the one reason that he is HOT. He has also landed a modelling contract with Blaze Modelz, a modelling agency based in L.A. Tom Ford has also signed a contract with the felon for him to appear at court wearing a Tom Ford suit and tie.

The disturbing thing about this story is the extent to which people judge based on looks. It’s sickening to think that one would actively donate money(which could have been used to help buy food for people living in poverty) to get someone out of jail-not because they logically think that he is innocent-but just because he is attractive.

However, what’s even more disturbing is the fact that modelling agencies and high-fashion brands are approaching him, offering him modelling contracts. Well obviously it is a well known fact that most models are ‘attractive’ according to social standards, but this whole craze makes me question the essence of being a fashion model. Is modelling solely about fame and good looks?

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I really enjoyed watching Season(Cycle)20 of the famous TV show America’s Next Top Model, and although most of the contestants tend to be physically attractive, I remember that at the end of the day the final judgement was made based not on looks but on true talent, ‘talent’ being possessing the traits/skills(spontaneity and creative response to unexpected situations, posture, confidence, understanding of one’s own physical features, passion for fashion, etc.) that are required to be a good model. This is one of the reasons why I enjoyed the show. But apparently in the real fashion world people can just get hired as a model(despite the fact that a whole nation-worthy number of people are in line, working their butts off to become a model) for looking good and taking a good mugshot.

Can a single mugshot really ooze ‘fashion model potential’? Is being ‘hot’ a direct ticket to a new career in the path of high-fashion?

Here’s another example of someone becoming a model after becoming internet-famous for their looks.

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(Axelle Despiegelaere, the Belgian girl who landed a L’Oreal cosmetic modelling contract for standing in the crowd and looking pretty at the World Cup)

She filmed a hair tutorial, then had that modelling contract in her hands until it was snatched away because of a photo of her posing with a gun and a dead animal that she killed on a hunting trip. With the photo she wrote the caption, ‘Hunting is not a matter of life or death. It’s much more than that..this was about 1 year ago…ready to hunt americans today haha : P ‘ Fans were outraged and L’Oreal announced that her contract was ‘completed’.

What I’m trying to say through this story is, is an attractive photo and internet fame all that it takes to become a model? Of course, companies seek profit by hiring trending figures to represent their brand, but what does this mean to the meaning and definition of being a model? Is a model just a pretty face?

The ‘digital age’ was brought upon us many conveniences but at the same time also took away and degraded some of our values, one of them being the genuine artistic essence of modelling(which, for a healthy society, should be anything but just looks and fame). Because of this, we’re experiencing an era where young women are starving themselves to get perfectly flat stomachs and a gap between their thighs, where boys exercise just to get those ripped abs that they see on TV commercials. We’re experiencing an era where being yourself and looking different from the social norm is unacceptable, because we’re forced to standardize looks and fall into the trap of lookism that we’re making for ourselves.

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VOGUE Confuses Me

Hey readers,

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This photo pretty much sums up my evening. Since midterms exams ended two days ago, I no longer had to fight back against the urge to run straight to the nearest bookstore and get my copy of the controversial Kim Kardashian&Kanye West (aka ‘Kimye’) covered latest issue of VOGUE magazine.

After purchasing the magazine, I carried it home(obviously), feeling the weight of the magazine, the weight of the 286 pages of the epitome of the fashion industry, pressing on my palms. Arriving home, I flopped my body onto my sofabed in the most comfortable position I could create with my throw pillows, and tentatively opened the cover of VOGUE USA 2014/APR.

The first 50 pages or so were smothered with advertisements for all sorts of different high-fashion brands, the sort that most fashion bloggers would die for. The other two-hundred and something pages mostly featured skinny models in weird poses(except for an article featuring an athlete known as ‘the world’s fittest woman’), squinting at the camera, or showed photos of celebrities livin’ the good life.

I probably sound not like a fashion blogger but like a grumpy old person with no understanding of the fashion industry. Well, maybe that’s true. Ironically, although my lifelong dream, for a few years now, has been to become the editor of VOGUE one day, I can’t help but wrinkle my nose at the fashion industry, more often than a dedicated fashion blogger should. I must admit that although I have an immense passion for style and fashion, I’m not yet able to sympathize with the motives of the industry itself. It still confuses me, and today I was having an ultimate mental breakdown while flipping through the glamour-filled pages of VOGUE, the magazine of my dreams that I both adore and feel skeptical of at the same time.

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(image above: Vogue UK  cover from January 1958)

Am I obsessed with reading the magazine? No.

Am I obsessed with the vibes that the magazine gives off in regard of the intriguing world of fashion and exquisite design; the very concept of such a magazine as VOGUE? Yes.

In short, to me, VOGUE is one of the most alluring solidificated masterpieces of creative human culture, and simultaneously it is the representation of the many flaws of the overly exclusive fashion world that promotes unhealthy idolization.

This is why VOGUE is such a confusing thing to me. I just can’t take a definite stance.

I mean, I’ve always been intrigued by human creations rather than the natural, already existent patterns of nature. Personally I find the former so much more interesting, because it gives me an idea of what we are capable of doing; what we can achieve as intelligent human beings. Also, human creations are a direct accumulation of our past-what we’ve done so far. And this is probably why fashion clicks with me. It’s such a magical concept, and anything beyond the limits of the laws of nature can be realized through human imagination and creativity.

You’d think, because of my views and feelings toward fashion that are portrayed in the paragraph above, that I should worship fashion magazines like VOGUE. But that’s not all. Like I assert fervently in many of my posts, the fashion industry and fashion magazines are greatly distorted in a way that promotes certain unified standards of beauty and style that, in my opinion, are extremely harmful for society, especially the younger generation(since they/we tend to be more influenced by lookism standards). That’s why I’m appalled whenever I open magazines like VOGUE and see a ton of brand labels each featuring the same standardized skinny, cheekbone-flashing model bombarding me and my 165cm, over-50-kg body.

I do understand that Conde Nast is a business, and that the fashion industry is indeed one of the most thriving money-generating hubs of this century, but I personally do believe that the fashion industry needs to be rooted in more philosophical values and a deep artistic passion for the world of fashion to be able to appeal to crowds of the other gender(men), wider generations, and people of different occupations. We need to work towards getting rid of the extensive glamour in order to let fashion show its true light from within. And although I’m still confused about why the fashion industry has to be so materialistic sometimes, one thing I know for sure is that that’s what I wanna do when I (hopefully) become the editor of VOGUE one day.

 

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The 8 things I’ve learned during my 17 years of life so far

Hi readers,

Since the title basically explains this post, let’s begin!

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#1. Quit Facebook.

Facebook is definitely one of my guilty pleasures. It’s convenient and fun, yes, but it really doesn’t help. And despite what your instincts tell you, you don’t need it. Who cares whether the obnoxiously pretty, mean, popular girl in school looks good in her new duckface selfie or not? In fact, I’m going to quit right now.

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#2. Don’t keep trying to compete with the people around you; compete with yourself.

I was always a competitive person. Sometimes competition is good. In elementary school, I remember getting a nosebleed while doing long-distance running during a P.E. class because I was trying to outrun all the boys. I remember it as a proud moment. I tried my very, very best to prove to myself that I was just as fast as the boys, and I actually did outrun some of them. However, sometimes my competitiveness can get the best of me. For me, it used to be really nerve-wrecking when the kid next to me was studying something that I hadn’t yet looked over, or if the guy on the opposing team in a debate round sitting across me had more research papers on his table. But honestly, looking back at myself, it’s a stupid thing to do. It just made me more upset and panicky every time, until my nerves eventually got out of control and caused me to break down again and again. Now I know that the best way to complete a task at hand, whether it’s test preparation or getting ready for a street dance contest, is to just focus on yourself and cater to your own needs, not struggle to keep up with the other kids, because that won’t get you anywhere.

#3. Pain is in your head.

I’m mildly lactose-intolerant, and I love cereal, so yes, I know what pain feels like(almost). The most terrible thing that could happen to me at school is probably me needing to go to the toilet during class because the big bowl of milk I drank in the morning is churning all around my insides. It’s not only embarrassing to have to interrupt class because of your personal intestinal situation, it also  hurts in a way that makes you want to rip all your hair out and roll over on the floor. In the past, I used to start panicking and getting the sweats whenever I felt even a slight jiggle in my stomach. But through my 17 years of coping with my lactose-intolerance, I’ve learned that if I pretend that everything is fine, it actually is and will be fine. The brain can be tricked into thinking that the physical body is fine, and therefore getting rid of the pain. It was actually proved scientifically, so it’s legit, guys!

#4. Never quit school.

I’ve been attending super competitive, top-class  prep schools since middle school, and I know exactly how it feels to be squashed under a mound of excellent, bright kids who are smart and competitive. It’s tough, it really is, especially when you used to be the smartest kid around in primary school and suddenly you drop down to the bottom of the pile. I’ve wanted to change schools many, many times. Why didn’t I? Because I realized that it wouldn’t make any difference. These are the kids that I’m going to have to deal with in society, and I might as well start toughening up now. I just try to cope with my situation. This is all going to amount to something bigger one day(hopefully. maybe. maybe not).

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#5. Don’t diet.

EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I try to diet, and I just end up eating more than I used to eat and gaining weight, not the other way around. I know that I will start eating a lot again tomorrow, so why go through the agony of trying to starve to look thinner? Besides, who cares if I don’t look like Miranda Kerr? I’m totally attractive the way I am(no.)

#6. Don’t plan out every single teenie-tiny detail of the day.

Come on, I know I’m not gonna do all these things at the right scheduled time. It’s just going to stress me out and make me feel worthless at the end of the day. I now just make a simple list of things to achieve, and try to work those into my day without stressing about being 10 minutes late for my ‘study Literature and have dinner at the same time’.

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#7. Turn off the TV.

A lot of teens my age seem to worship their TV sets, but I’ve never really been obsessed with television. But the thing is, when someone in the same room as me picks up the remote control and turns the TV on, you can’t help but sit and watch with them. It’s really hard to finish writing that business email with a turned-on TV in the room.  It’s like the TV is sucking all the energy and attention from the room.  It makes me waste time and feel stupid afterwards. Moreover, my personal opinion is that the television is going to die out soon. We have iPads, super-slim laptops, tablet pcs, Samsung Galaxy Note, etc. There are so many devices that are out there in the electronics market(or still being developed at this very moment) that we can watch videos on. Unlike the television, which requires you to abide by broadcasting schedules, the internet has billions of versions of what you’re trying to watch. You can watch the content at any time you please, at any place you want, and you can even skip some parts if it gets boring. Plus, the best thing is that you can watch your stuff individually so that YOU DON’T INTERRUPT THE WHOLE ROOM BY TURNING ON THE TV.

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#8. Avoid applying makeup unless it’s for a special occasion.

Not only does it ruin your natural complexion, but makeup can really make you look like you’re trying too hard sometimes. I’ve learned that it doesn’t necessarily improve my looks. Having makeup on can actually make you look less appealing than you would look without it. And if I’m gonna have to be judged because of my appearance, I want people to judge me based on how I really look. Plus, I think it’s a huge waste of time, energy, and money to spend on trying(and rarely succeeding) to look good. But keep in mind that I’m not AGAINST makeup. I just think we could all benefit from not overdoing it every day.

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Image Credits:

We Are Not Your Friends: Facebook’s Promote scam

http://startempathy.org/blog/2012/07/why-regularly-abled-students-are-competing-spots-special-ed-classrooms

http://livelighter.org/elimination-diet-woes/

http://bobdemoss.com/2009/12/12/why-i-dont-watch-tv-reason-437/

http://drprem.com/beauty/4-winter-beauty-mistakes-to-avoid/

How love is portrayed in clothes

Hi readers,

For some of us, including myself, our clothes ARE our love lives(Yeah, that pretty much sums up MY love life…Who’s with me?!). However, there are also those who have more fortunate love lives, those that have a significant other to whisper goodnight to every night, that wish to express the butterflies in their stomach through the clothes that they wear. In this post I’m going to talk about how designers portray the theme of ‘love’ in their clothing designs, and then I’m gonna show you some of the best romantic outfits I’ve spotted here and there, since it was recently Valentine’s day and all!

Every fashion folk knows that ‘Valentino’ is fashion-speak for ‘romantic’. Valentino Garavani is a world-famous Italian fashion designer and his Valentino dresses are romantic enough to charm any man or woman.

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(image above: Chloe Sevigny wearing a Valentino dress at the Golden Globes, 2010.)

 

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(image above: Katy Perry wearing a Valentino Couture dress at the Grammy Awards, 2014.)

As you can see from the photos above, the popular Valentino dresses can really make a woman look beautiful and lovable. Although we’re so used to seeing Katy Perry in her wacky bubblegum outfits and colorful accessories, she managed to make us completely forget her funky side and focus on how goddess-like she looks in her elegant, relatively mature dress.

Valentino is famous for portraying the theme of ‘love’ in his dresses by incorporating long, flowy designs and light, sheer fabrics. The silhouettes aren’t big and bold, they’re curvy and layered. His dresses have a romantic, glowing presence-like a subtle excitement-and isn’t that what love is all about?

 

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(image above: from the blog fitandsexylifestyle.com. The photo was included in a post about romantic clothing.)

I found the photo above on a blog called ‘Fit and Sexy Lifestyle’. On a post the blogger uploaded about romantic clothing, she posted the photo above and mentioned lovely lace shorts and embellished ruffled tops. Lace designs, ruffles, frills, pink, fluffy textures… These are all things that represent ‘romantic love’ in clothes. This makes me wonder-why do we associate these traits with ‘love’? Can’t love also be hideous and black? Can’t it also be simple and plain, or quirky and weird?

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(image above: from Weheartit)

The answer is, it can, but when we think of ‘love’, most of us want to remember that soft, cotton-candy(that’s candyfloss in the UK), sweet feeling-kind of like how it felt to be in love with your high school sweetheart. Most people regard that tickly feeling as the best part of being in love, and loving someone. That’s why designers try to express ‘love’ with soft, gentle textures, curved lines, and sweet colors like baby pink or lavender.

But of course, sometimes we want to show how love can be dangerous and fun. How it can make us feel jumpy and weird inside. How it can be ironic. That’s when the printed tees/dresses from online clothing stores come in.

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(image above: Boyfriend T-Shirt with Gothic Love Print from ASOS)

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(image above: Faux Leather and ‘LOVE’ Print dress from iheartposhshoppe.com)

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(image above: Nicki Minaj at the MTV VMAs, 2011.)

Heck, you could even decide to express ‘love’ by dressing like Nicki Minaj in the photo above. I know I’ve done a lot of rambling, but the conclusion is that love is a wonderful emotion that can be expressed in many ways through clothes. Although ‘romantic clothing’ mainly consists of pink frills and long flowy dresses, it can also be portrayed through studs and spikes and colorful leather. Just like how ‘love’ has a different meaning for everyone, everyone chooses to express it in a different, unique way.

If you have an outfit that you think portrays ‘love’, send me a tweet (@KonniKimDesigns), and I’ll feature your look on Konni Kim Designs(if you want me to, that is.)!

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Love you guys always! ❤

Image Credits (Whew! THAT was a lot of researching.):

Chloe Sevigny’s Valentino Dress For Golden Globes 2010

http://fitandsexylifestyle.com/4974/incorporating-romantic-clothing-items-into-your-everyday-style/

http://www.asos.com/ASOS/ASOS-Boyfriend-T-Shirt-with-Gothic-Love-Print/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=3759079&r=2&utm_source=Affiliate&utm_medium=LinkShare&utm_content=UKNetwork.1&utm_campaign=Hy3bqNL2jtQ&cvosrc=Affiliate.LinkShare.Hy3bqNL2jtQ&link=10&promo=311735&source=linkshare&MID=35718&affid=2134&WT.tsrc=Affiliate&siteID=Hy3bqNL2jtQ-Rbgm0FoNxzjiGNt8k_nA3g

http://iheartposhshoppe.com/collections/dresses-3/products/faux-leather-and-love-print-dress

http://weheartit.com/entry/13565953

https://www.google.co.kr/search?newwindow=1&rlz=1C1ASUT_enKR562KR562&espv=210&es_sm=93&biw=1366&bih=587&tbm=isch&q=nicki%20minaj%20crazy%20dress&revid=1500505474&ei=8yMGU4OVDYXNkgWVnYCwAw&ved=0CB8QsSU#facrc=_&imgdii=_&imgrc=9-V2fmIQ47IBOM%253A%3B8LwEd2xeQ8TaUM%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fmusic.ninemsn.com.au%252Fimg%252Fblog%252Fblog290811_nicki.jpg%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fmusic.ninemsn.com.au%252Fblog.aspx%253Fblogentryid%253D867233%2526showcomments%253Dtrue%3B640%3B420

My best fashion moments! <3

Hey readers!

Today I’m going to show you some of my personal favorite fashion moments! I don’t usually take loads of photos, but I’ve rummaged through my photo album, and found some pretty memorable fashionista moments that I managed to preserve. So take a look through the history of my fashion evolution, and have a good laugh at how weird I look in the pics! XD (but don’t copy/save the photos -just look please! : )

#1. So to start off, here’s my ultimate favorite youngster fashion moment-HA! fashion-forward since 2003!

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Whoah. How about THAT. There are flowers everywhere, even on my headband! In this pic I’m wearing baby blue flower print trousers and a vintage embroidered flowy shirt, complemented with a cute necklace. Notice my zig-zagged rainbow colored hair! So… if you have a kid, maybe you should try out this look?-and you’ll be able to blackmail your kid when they become a teenager with a photo of them like this. (Believe me, I’m cringing as I’m writing this. But whatever makes my readers happy makes me happy : )

#2. This photo is much more recent.

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This was July 2013, I believe. I’m wearing unique brown gladiator sandals with heels, my favorite Aztec patterned simple t-shirt, and my DIY jean shorts! I say DIY because those shorts were actually long jeans-that is, until I got a pair of scissors and cut them to turn them into vintage shorts. I had to be careful to sew the hemline after cutting the jeans because otherwise the string would keep unraveling and eventually the whole thing would come apart.

#3. The third fashion moment is a photo of me at Korea Style Week!

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Yes, those are the same gladiator sandals! This time I’ve matched them with a flowy non-sleeved top and skirt-pants. It looks like a dress, but NO, those are two separate garments. : O I love the blend of how the clothes look classy and a teenie-weenie bit bohemian, and how the shoes complement the outfit really well. The shoes tone down the classiness a notch and create a more laid back, casual outfit that still looks stylish, in my opinion.

#4. And now I’m a country girl!

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I’m all set to be a country girl with my flowery shorts, brown Bambi shirt, blue straw hat, and UNICEF canvas bag. All the colors are very nature-friendly, and the texture of the garments are all on the soft side. It’s ironic that I’m trying to be a country gal in the middle of a gigantic Seoul fashion mall though.

#5. This time I am surrounded by nature!

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As you can see, the cherry blossoms are lookin’ amazing! This was last spring, and I was out with my friends having fun after midterms. I’m wearing a Teenie Weenie yellow teddy bear shirt, and I’m wearing a plain white t-shirt inside it, to create a layered look. I’m also wearing my bright red skinny-fit trousers and have my blue Uniqlo cardigan around my waist-I love how all the colors clash but look stunning together. It’s all so bright and sunny, so to not overdo it, I put on some simple black canvas shoes. Lovin’ my heart-shaped sunglasses! : D

#6. Again, surrounded my mother-nature!

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It’s not often that you spot a wild Konni walking in the mountains, so this pic is really rare. I’m wearing my favorite oversized knit sweater and some soft winter shorts and black stockings, and of course, ma’ boots! Boots are an Autumn/Winter ESSENTIAL for me. I LOVE BOOTS! I like my hair in this pic-the black fluffy hair tie kinda stands out for some reason. And I’ve got some random white headphones that are rectangular.

#7. *Sound effects* Dun dun DUN! It’s me in NYC, the city of my dreams!

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I’m sitting on the steps of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NY, pretending to be Serena in Gossip Girl(and miserably failing, yes, I know)! I still remember exactly how it felt to actually be in NY for the first time, and go to the places that I had only seen so many times in my favorite TV series. So since I was probably not gonna be able to go visit NY again for a long time, I thought “Why not channel Serena van der Woodsen from Gossip Girl?” and I did-I tried to go for a laid-back yet slightly sophisticated combination, with my y-shirt and black satin skirt(which you can’t see because I’m covering it with my jacket), and my black ballet flats with small buckles on them. I have an amazing brown leather jacket that completes the look and makes it look much more cooler. Without the leather jacket I would have just looked like a weird businesswoman sitting on the steps alone at lunch break.

Aaand, that’s a wrap! Thanks for staying ❤

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