In my extensive forays into awkward stranger small talk, “I work in Fashion” is likely one of the more ostracising responses to “So, what do you do?”. Most women mumble something nondescript about their teen years working shop floors, and most men get that preemptively terrified look in their eyes, commonly associated with the brunt of (hormonal) female rage.
Such is the reputation of lethal stilettos and oversized shades – that, and the Devil wears Prada.
To that effect, I find a great deal of twisted anthropological joy in picking a different profession every time I’m asked, outside of an industry context, and gauging its popularity – apparently, being a photographer, stylist, writer, consultant, producer, or ‘in digital’ are, or at least sound, much less intimidating than that grand Fashion statement. Though, I once said I was a rapper, at which the other party guffawed to the point where they almost died choking on their martini olive, before excusing themselves, never to be seen again.
What? I could totally be a rapper.*
But, after four years in this game, I can safely say that questions regarding how one ought to go about “breaking into” this industry with an Ice Queen façade, far exceed love life, Law School, and wardrobe advice in my Tumblr inbox. This is closely followed by inquiries as to which bus to get to University. True story.
And so, for that reason, I thought I would write something in a similar vein to my Generation Y cheer from this time last year, and collaborate with the aptly named FASHION PROJECT over the next couple of weeks to make “getting started”… “in Fashion”… less daunting to the naked eye (as much as the next career path, anyway).
First stop is Melbourne Fashion Festival fast approaching next week, with a chance to get in on the growing fashion sector of moving pictures with a minute-film – something I have a sidelined passion for (clearly, I couldn’t resist
Dancing daily between the creative, online and legal, it makes me weirdly proud to say that Fashion and Technology are some of the few that really celebrate fresh ideas from the next Generation – because you’re the consumer, and you understand what the people around you respond to. Your great-Uncle, on the other hand, probably does not – and if he does, he’s probably part of THE FASHION PROJECT. This is not about who or what you know – a gold star is pivotal only on your creative inspiration, whatever that may be (certainly, I doubt stop-animation would be your initial thoughts on a ‘fashion film’).
So here’s to the kickstart all you Tumblr-addicts have been asking for: go ahead and make me proud. I can’t wait to share my content collaboration with THE FASHION PROJECT in the immediate future, and you’d better be showing me yours!
Over and out, for I’m boarding for Melbourne. Stay up to speed.
*I could not be a rapper.