Veni. Vidi. Vici.

I imagine that the ancient Romans would never be able to understand the modern concept of the unpaid internship. As the man in the carefully cinched toga came to the realization that you were not being paid to hold a job in which you essentially did whatever someone wanted for an extended period time, he would most likely look at you and laugh hysterically. That's slave labor he would think to himself as he commended modern businesses for their cleverness in "exploiting" young, impressionable students.

While the concept of an unpaid intern seems absurd, it isn't.  In fact, unpaid internships are important because they remind you constantly that while you may be a pandora's box of wisdom on your college campus, in the real world you're still a puppy.  And puppies need training.

So while a blog might be a way to make it seem like your opinion matters, I would argue that an unpaid internship is the reality check some might need in this world of self righteous self-publishing to realize, that while we may be talented, there is always more to learn.

The ancient Romans would have relied on unpaid interns for
the building of all the monuments...

Time heals everything

To be blunt, it's been a while.  To be fair, I've been busy.  To recap, I'm back.  The last time I was posting frequently on this blog I was eighteen, in high school and extremely naive.  Now, I'm twenty, in college, and less naive.  As my "most likely to" in high school I was deemed "most likely to have a quarter life crisis after realizing fashion is meaningless."  I'm here to tell you that no such thing is going to occur.  While fashion is not chock-full of meaning like, say, social work it's not devoid of meaning completely either.  That being said, I have turned more and more to music instead of fashion as my culture-fix in the last two years.

More and more I've discovered that fashion is one of the more elitist industries in our modern culture.  On iTunes you can buy the best song recorded in the last year and it will cost you 99 cents.  In contrast, to buy the most beautiful dress made in the last year, you'd have to shell out something upward of $5,000.  The accessibility of music is what makes it attractive to me.  Not only is it accessible, it's relatable.  Bob Dylan manages to capture the nature of humanity in some of his lyrics and the music of bands like Nirvana and Pavement became the anthems for a generation.  While fashion comes and goes, there is something more solid about music.

So here's to the beginning of something new for this blog.  Stay tuned for a summer of badass Brooklyn style, new music and ice cream.

Bye bye Vermont. Hello Brooklyn!

Tumble me over.

Visit me now on tumblr.

gypysummers.tumblr.com

The blog will eventually be rekindled.

I just don't have an exact date yet.

For now, I hope my tumblr can occupy you.

Back again...

It's been a long time. A really long time to put it in even more honest terms. Yet, something brings me back to blogging time and time again. Is it the clothes? Is it the photography? Is it inspiring styles of my fellow college students? I'm not sure.

A couple things have changed since my last post; I am now a college student; I now live in the unfamiliar world of the east coast; I own Wildfox; I have considered wearing flannel. But, these are just minor details. I am still in pursuit of that ultimate chic and through blogging am hoping that I can come somewhere near it.

For the moment being here are a few pictures (all from Marchesa Spring RTW 2011) to keep the imagination at bay. Enjoy.

Ma vie a Paris

I am stuck in Europe because of this terrible (not actually that terrible) volcano in Iceland. I promise gobs of pictures and updates when I get home. As for now...enjoy the April sunshine (or rain) and get excited for the lazy days of May to arrive all too quickly.