Friday, October 5, 2012

It Would Be Nice If You Read This

I don't know. I just feel oddly nostalgic.
I really don't know if this is the right place to put this, and I know this blog is deteriorating (if anyone is interested in restoring it, feel free and message me, if not, well I don't mind too much if it just sits quietly as a memoir to my past obsessions),  but for some reason I just feel nostalgic.
It probably doesn't help that I just read 'The Perks of Being a Wallflower' (which is amazing, go read it, or reread) and it's just made me think so much for some odd reason.
And then I realised that it had been a year since I officially 'quit' Stardoll, and really it feels so much longer. In that time I've taken my first every real exams, learnt to drive, gone to parties, became obsessed with models like Cara Delevingne and Daphne Groeneveld and I think, have grown up so much.
Which is probably great for me, considering I'm 16 and I only have a year left of high school, I don't regret at all leaving.

But then I realised that it was 2+ years ago when I was beginning to get into the stardoll 'scene'. I remember being 14 and thinking it was all so cool. I found these gossip blogs and trawled through their posts because I found how interesting the dynamics of this world was. I wanted in so badly. So I created a nightclub, The French Flamingo, if anyone remembers. And I remember being so excited because I had met two amazing people who wanted to help me. Maria and Vasia, who became two of my closest friends. I really liked them, they were so nice and came from the other side of the world and I thought they were so cool (which they are).
I really liked my nightclub, but it was so crazy. The first party I remember having was a killer. People showed up, had fun. Mind you, this was with the 'old' guestbooks, when it was so much easier to have parties. Literally 3 days after the party, stardoll changed and it was so much more difficult to have them. I detested the tinychat parties, they didn't feel like 'real' stardoll parties. The nightclub ended up becoming defunct I suppose. It was kind of ridiculous for me to get up at 4am to host a party.
That ended but I still had my modeling club. Which I loved. I'm a big fan of modelling, but I could never be a model myself. My love of modeling, fashion and photography developed into this blog. It was really meant to showcase stardoll talent and real models in real life.

I don't really know why I'm writing this, but as I said, I feel oddly nostalgic. There really is no need for this post, but this blog hardly posts anyways.

I will however leave some food for thought:
From what I can tell, so many people are leaving stardoll, no one seems to really be creating new blogs, or posting on old ones. It really seems quite boring and different to how it was a few years ago. However, no one is going to post if they do not see responses. Which, if you wish for this community to continue on, you should do. Comment on blog posts, new magazines, fashion line, whatever; all, this encourages the blogger to continue writing. Give love, criticism or hate. No one is going to continue creating new things if no one seems to care (well, on Stardoll anyways, this may not apply to real life.)
If you really want this whole world or whatever to be interesting and have fresh new things, be proactive about it and do something! Encourage others, comment and have your say on anything, it gets the conversation rolling, as more often than not, people just give up on their projects (and they could one day be amazing), if no one seems to care.

Anyways, that's all I feel the need to write.