I really enjoy reading fashion blogs, because they offer unbiased opinion/ commentary on fashion with out having to pay for getting my fashion fix. These blogs often spotlight little known designers and models and don't hesitate on dishing and giving honest commentary... but what about big blogs who run like magazines, with multiple daily posts, have several writers AND paid advertising?
 I love fashionista, and this post is by no means knocking it's main writer Faranista, but perhaps this comes with plenty of naivety on my part (sort of like the time when I "discovered" that Santa Claus didn't exist by recognizing my mother's handwriting on a note from this so called "Santa", or when I discovered that one of my fashion crushes, Marc Jacobs was gay) I have to admit that I felt cheated that this mention was in fact, an advertisement in semi disguise... and guessing by Faran's confession, she felt a little guilty herself.
I love fashionista, and this post is by no means knocking it's main writer Faranista, but perhaps this comes with plenty of naivety on my part (sort of like the time when I "discovered" that Santa Claus didn't exist by recognizing my mother's handwriting on a note from this so called "Santa", or when I discovered that one of my fashion crushes, Marc Jacobs was gay) I have to admit that I felt cheated that this mention was in fact, an advertisement in semi disguise... and guessing by Faran's confession, she felt a little guilty herself.PS. I'm still having the bloggers (and readers!) brunch on 7/7/07 so if any of you want to come, shoot a little email my way.
 




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