When I first started blogging, I went on ranting about my daily activities as an internet-savvy 12-year old. Back then, I could type anything I want without worrying if I made sense or used proper punctuation— remember when 3 periods after each phrase made everything sound so much cooler? I was one of those kids, the ones who lived and breathed the internet at 12. *laughs*
As I grew older, my blogging skills progressed. From daily activities, I went to expressing myself more with emo-ish write-ups about young love and how I perceived it. I was starting to get into a circle of internet friends, Myspace was so in back then, and got hooked into writing and amateur photography. Upon graduating from high school, I made sure I made a little more sense with my ranting and crooked philosophies. I started leaning into art, fashion, and drama— these 3 when mixed together make a really good fictional book character.
I was all set at 16. I knew I wanted to take my writing more seriously. I applied in school publications and got in each time, garnering good feedback from each boss. I liked writing, especially features writing where I learned most of what I know now. This helped me a lot in forming a fashion blog, one which I chose to call Fashion Firewoman.
Fashion Firewoman is my baby. I try to redesign it as often as I can without losing its signature colors but not once did I change its name. And now, I have it in its simplest form— no sidebars, no excessive photos, no advertisements. I’ll tell you more about this in a different entry.
Fashion Firewoman started as an ordinary Tumblr site where I reblogged the cool finds from the people I followed. It started out slow and child-like until I realized I could do so much with it. It received following and good feedback especially because in 2008, there weren’t too many eager bloggers. People were scared to voice out their daily rambles, people weren’t too fond of the idea that the whole world could be relying on his or her fashion perceptions. Nowadays, everyone can and wants to blog. People are more open to the world. Some people want to be heard while others just want to be seen. This is what’s different from the bloggers before and the bloggers now.
Before, bloggers wanted to write to express. They wanted to document their daily looks and write about why they bought their top, how they inherited a vintage purse— it’s so much different nowadays. Now, bloggers write to impress. Blog posts end with courtesy of, lots of thank you for my this and that. I must admit, I did give in to this petty thing and tried monetizing my blog. I also accepted sponsored posts and enjoyed writing about their items. I’ve hosted giveaways, featured brands— the works. It was fun, really, I can’t complain about getting pairs of shoes in the mail. I’ve made lots of friends both from my blog readers and shop owners and the best thing I’ve learned is that you have to screen your friends thoroughly.
Hmm. This is a pretty angsty comeback piece. I guess I reached the point wherein I got tired of blogging, but not of writing.
