I woke up early as promised, although I have gone for coffee only at 8.00. I am to go to a gallery opening later in the day, and to stay up for the reception and drinks that will follow.
I realize I don’t have anything to wear and somehow all my clothes need something to make them fit together and look in their best for fall 2017!
Does it matter after all how stylish I look?
Well this is the art world, but I am not into fashion.
After all, I am the artist.
I can go as I want.
As long as I have fun with it.
How am I going to respect my inner wild child if I try to conform?
My inner wild child is asking for more fun.
And no emergency is capable of taking away this.
Having fun NOW, not tomorrow, or another day.
Isn’t it risky to have fun at the reception while I am looking for a job?
Yes, but in any case, I am not going for the kind of jobs where too much formality is demanded.
At least not in the conventional form 😉