Spring is here. I welcome it with mixed emotions, and mixed prints. Images by Tzipi Vilmovski.
It's the end of March. The weather is flirtatious, excitement is peaking. Is there a better time to don a neutral shirt dress and sheer nuances? I think not. Images courtesy of Two Tone Spring 2017 collection, photos by: Rotem Lebel
Escapism is a tricky topic. Where I come from, 'escapist' is a title Tel Avivians are often slapped with, for the shielded, stylish, detached life they seemingly leading. I've heard New Yorkers and Londoners being called escapist too, for similar reasons; big city life offers endless possibilities to dissolve in pleasures and experiences, to the point of determining one's identity beyond, or without, the country they're physically in.
On the other hand, catching a flight to a getaway destination is also 'escapist', yet isn't judged as harshly. The bigger the leap, the distance you put between yourself and reality, the warmer is the attitude towards escaping it all. And to skip judgement all together? Staying at home, no matter where it is, watching A Bigger Splash, is your best bet.
Of all things hashtaging on Instagram, #squadgoals baffles me the most. Sure, one can crave (or set a 'goal' to obtain, if you will) a beautifully designed space or lust after the perfect hairdo or handbag, but a squad? Are we treating friends as a product now ('I'll have two tall blond girls, one redhead celebrity and a token Asian cool girl, to go')? Not to mention the term's historically charged, controversial baggage.
There is something very uncomfortable, and yet highly accurate, about this hashtag. While friendship is one of the raw key ingredients of our human core, the vain social media part of our brain secretly wants to beautify it all, including the friend group we hang out with. No? Doesn't sound familiar? Just look at this Zara Fall 2016 campaign. It was clearly orchestrated by someone with very serious squad goals.
Being 'new' to a country or a scene often results in surprises; "I didn't see that coming" moments of sorts. I don't necessarily love surprises - they go against my horoscope sign - but I do acknowledge their affect on the ego. Spontaneous surprises are humbling and serve as reminders that hey, perhaps you don't know it all just yet. They can be quite entertaining as well, especially if you're a newcomer to a fashion scene, where knowing it all is a precondition. Like that time I went to 'some T-shirt company open house' and discovered an awesome party.