Catwalk Only You!
Why the touristic events are the best?
It’s the only time where culture mixes up irregulary and creates an exapansive mindset.
Expanded enough for you to speak your native language with pride, your freaky dancing style with joy and your different attitude with success.
Blend that brain of yours when the party is gone and you’re going to notice the party prolongs.
It surprises me every time again when a traveler goes back to his home-country and gets frustrated.. Clearly, the frustration comes from a massive shift in the mindset and attitude.
Why do we all love travelling? Finally we can do our thing, no shamefulness involved, not us, not anyone can criticize us now because now when you’re off the scale of fashion, you have no score, no estimation of what you do is right or wrong.. there are no cultural instructions and finally it’s just fun to be you.
What is to be you? It has no color, no taste, no shape, no answer, no label.. it is whatever your mood sets you to do.. if you grow that character of yours to be strong and wild.. you’ll be enthused to see what that open bleeding heart of yours will do every day.. It is bleeding becasue you’re under a challenge and it’s open because you allow yourself to feel differently. That is when you start to do you.
When you cruise down that ‘Catwalk of Life’ make sure it feels light, it feels true, it feels uplifting… your inner indicator could be fixed my a fashion model and that’s when you’ll need to travel again and go offline for a bit .. just enough to forget about what the chronometerfashionsayer was telling you to do.
A massive childhood friend came back to Israel to see me after many years living in Down Town New York. He was always very handsome and liked by the girls. I couldn’t complain about my social status, but what differentiated us was that I liked to wear costumes, funny hats and cut my jeans very very shortly.
I had a downfall in confidence when he came around because I was impressed of how sexy and international he looked like.. I wanted to be like him.. I told myself, just for tonight try to be like him and see what happens.. Your confidence will come back up and you’ll enjoy more of dancing and getting to know girls etc..
I dressed up handsomely regular just like him. We went together to the local night club, we seat on the bar sipping beers and like playing it cool like all the cool guys do.
He was doing his thing.. enjoying the night..
I wasn’t.. I was doing him.. I tried to enjoy someone that was not me. Obviously.
The night passed away as my desire to be regular and handsome.. to be liked by others like the ones the I like are liked by others..
I understood that night a very important lesson.. no one is ever going to be happy coping someone elses behavior..
The more likely way to get growing and enjoying is to open your box, blend in this beautiful world and find that style that makes you feel you, the you of today, the you of now, the you that is not afraid but dares to play with forms and styles..
It’s fun, it’s your life, it’s you.
Jump in the blender big tiger and shred that pretty fashionable furry thing, let’s see what happens next.
