Some of my friends have mentioned that my personality doesn't show well enough through my blog. That means I'm failing. How can this be? I take photos. I write. I talk about myself, all the time, non-stop. I've been told that I have so many different voices projecting, that most people couldn't possibly understand how they can all be from one person. You have fashion Coco, I love humanity Coco, travel Coco, tech Coco, happiness Coco, art Coco, I love love Coco, food Coco, politically incorrect Coco, am I missing any Coco's? They said that although they can understand my writing, they are positive that my cheekiness can sometimes come across as being a douchebag to folks that don't know me, which I am not! They said that my adventures and stories are so insane that they will definitely come across as unreal, which they are not! And they said that me taking photos of my outfits, makes me look entirely materialistic, which I am not! Here's the deal. Consumerism is disgusting in America. We are all suckered into buying shit that we don't need. It's in your face at the supermarket, it's on your reality television, it's sitting next to you at the Starbucks and now it's promoted through my blog. What can I say? I would lying if I said I didn't dig design and more specifically, luxury goods. I've always been this way. It's the first company I built, it's the industry I know and it's the market I work in now. So I'd like to take this post to clarify a few things.
By no means is my style or obsession with consumerism the right way. You do you- and I mean that in the most serious way possible. I generally tend to buy quality versus quantity, so many of my things are totally ridiculous in price, but if I feel I will have it 5-10 years down the line, it's a good investment. Everyone has their own individual tastes and style and my tastes and style may not be right for everyone. Therefore, you do you.
I started looking back at some of my posts and I can definitely see the confusion.
- I go from being very real in my A La Folie post
- To being completely not-serious in my Schoolgirl C & Bruno Starry Eyes Mars post
- To trying to explain how important cloud-based SaaS companies are in my Cocoforce.com post
- To discussing why black is the best color ever on AG Movement
- To showcasing my complex work in Take Me Home, Baby post
- To sharing my insane travels that are super ridiculous in My 24-hour Italian Daydream
- To wanting to increase happiness in my Happiness, like good taste, will never go out of style post
- To being a total b-word in my You're the One I Want post
- To making fun of being a fashion blogger, when I am in fact, a fashion blogger in Are You Hedged
- To a short story about a traveler that I met that told me about his Acid Trip
- To my love for Balloon Dogs and Polke
That's a whole lot of jumping around. Creating value for my readers, that’s what I'm all about. If I don’t get you with my photos, I'll instead reel you in with my charm. To clarify, we've decided to studio it up and take some personality shots, which may or may not make you, as my humbled readers, think that I am more grounded than what's to be perceived. A few days ago, I was musing on this relationship I have with this hottie. He told me that he hates photos and I couldn't help but think that now he hates me- I mean, I'm like the Queen of photos. But seriously, who isn't into photos?! As anyone worth his salt knows, photos rule, but everyone loves judgement, so who am I to you? I think I'm really just a gangsta at heart- so, what's a gangsta to do? I do hope that you continue to read my blog, just think of it as an investment in your future. Or, rather, think of it as an investment in my third yacht*.
Coco wears a Los Angeles Dodgers Snapback, a Brooklyn NETS Snapback, a Hollister White Tee-Shirt (similar, they actually make the best sleep shirts. I get a size large and wear it oversized), Chanel Rouge Allure Lipstick
Photography: Bethany Halbreich
*I don't have two yachts. I don't even have one yacht. Not even a baby yacht. I've never even been on Yacht Week like two of my closest friends, Kevin and Brittany. I've never even been on a yacht for that matter... except for that one time at Cannes, but that doesn't really count. To clarify, as this post is about clarification, this is considered a joke.