Pebbles.

Pebbles breaking the calm surface of a pond, shattering the moonlit bridge into a thousand tiny fragments, creating small circles, one after the other.

And yet, as always, their effect, as heartrendingly beautiful as it may be, is soon but a memory.

Scott Schuman’s blog, The Sartorialist, has been on my reading list for some time now and there are factors he has brought up that directly connote some personal observations I’ve made.

1)      People tend dress for what they’re told is fashionable, not for style.

2)      People Schuman photographs tend to look good.

3)      People Schuman photographs have style departed of fashion.

A prime example of point three can be directly derived from Tony’s previous post: the most colourful first lady of Japan looks good in her jeans. She expresses a welcome departure from what the most high-street shops are selling.

Still, as a result of the control that high-street shops have over most consumers, a great deal of homogeneity has been introduced to large demographic portions of many countries. In Finland the exclamation “That looks great, where did you get that?” has been replaced by a much more mood-dampening “Oh, I’ve got that too…” And, unfortunately, that’s our everyday fashion.

But I don’t expect you to take my words at face value about the evident style of the people in Schuman’s blog. Given the spare time, amble there to judge for yourself. Oh, go on! Go grab that cup of coffee you just heard your co-worker make just five minutes ago.

Now. Are you armed with enough caffeine and sugar to maintain the ADHD state of a classroom  of 12-year olds? Excellent.

Don’t be the pebbles in the water. Be the memory of how the waves created a whole new world of their own.

Be the people who look good.

Then again, reading this blog you already know you are that. Continue it here.