It's still hot.
Jun. 9th, 2005 08:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanAnd now it's muggy, too. Joy.
Sadly, deadlines wait on no heat wave. But before I go off to work -- an interesting article on weight, fashion and intellectual anlysis versus emotional understanding, from the New York Times.
"Did I feel that I was a pretender in the fashion world? Feelings of imposture are hardly limited to the girl rackets. Saul Bellow confided to Philip Roth that in his 30's he had experienced doubts about whether, as the son of Russian Jews, he had "the right to practice the writer's trade." And this was after Bellow had written two novels and was about to begin "The Adventures of Augie March." I was merely writing about skirts.
Still, the question of my fitness was relevant, more than relevant. I couldn't fit into the clothes. I weighed 190 pounds when I arrived in Detroit, which would be my weight four years later when I went to The Washington Post. And if I couldn't fit into the clothes I presumed to know about, what did that do to my credibility as a fashion writer and, eventually, a critic?"
Sadly, deadlines wait on no heat wave. But before I go off to work -- an interesting article on weight, fashion and intellectual anlysis versus emotional understanding, from the New York Times.
"Did I feel that I was a pretender in the fashion world? Feelings of imposture are hardly limited to the girl rackets. Saul Bellow confided to Philip Roth that in his 30's he had experienced doubts about whether, as the son of Russian Jews, he had "the right to practice the writer's trade." And this was after Bellow had written two novels and was about to begin "The Adventures of Augie March." I was merely writing about skirts.
Still, the question of my fitness was relevant, more than relevant. I couldn't fit into the clothes. I weighed 190 pounds when I arrived in Detroit, which would be my weight four years later when I went to The Washington Post. And if I couldn't fit into the clothes I presumed to know about, what did that do to my credibility as a fashion writer and, eventually, a critic?"
