Thursday, July 5, 2012

The Luxury of Space


     Everyone knows fashion carries time and a verified timeline.  Do they, however, know that fashion steps into space and is very space - conscious?

     We take trips to stores, malls, boutiques, hotels, or any place where fashion draws one to a place, a space where you spend moments of time with the merchandise in question.  Fashion may loom into the atmosphere, but it does not crash a space. 

      It is your time to be with the material, and it is thinking time.  Instead, it gently takes one by the arm and nudges one to think about the science, the fit, the decor, or the very design of a thing or entity.  Have you ever stopped to think, "Why here, why now?" 

     "Why does this grab me?"

     Once on a very dreary winter's night, and I felt as if my friends and I were headed for some subterranean tundra where icicles or glaciers had wrapped themselves around our hands and fingers, and finally, onto our toes, we found a window that glowed with artifacts and luxuries that seemed to remind us there was still warmth in the world, somewhere, someplace, and actually, "right there."  The visitors were from Texas, and I found that that moment, browsing by Macy's surged new blood into our veins.  We stopped hypnotically by every window, and stopped feeling the firm grip of the hazardous winter.  My friends took photos, and didn't seem to mind being out anymore.  I stopped dreading that they would mind the time they spent. 

     Space is a place where fashion resounds.  It stays in place and leaves a resonant echo within the hollows of an alcove or a niche.  A space takes time. 

     Have you ever stopped in the middle of a room, where fashion takes up the majority of the space, and yet is centered to fit in just there, only in that tethered area, where you stop to take a look?  The specimen that wears the beguiling outfit either looms over one, or it shies away from your perspective.  That is the work of artisans that work with space in time.  Which customers are going to notice this? That?

     I am a true fan of that which stops me while I am on an errand or a browsing activity.  As a child, I remember one mannequin that wore an adorable dress, and the style eventually attached itself to the Seventies.  My family, too, stopped, and soon that dress that was featured, became part of my wardrobe.  Visitors, especially, love stopping, staring, feeling as if a masterpiece in a particular space is reason enough to stop.

     One can get tied up thinking about prices, the hectic activity that is involved, but what happens when a space beckons curiosity about an artifact, an item, or anything that holds you captive?  It is your time that you invest there in that nook, window, or other such space.  A shopper's time is a revered thing! 

     Do you feel satisfied after purchasing a product?  Do you recall why you were even motivated to shop there?  Was it your eyes? Or a referral? An ad?  A fortunate stop?  This all matters in time.

     If your stop and purchase translated into a transaction within a space of time, or an investment, then you will find that it will add to your new locale, a new space for that item or fashion artifact.

     Revere space. 

     It is the breathing room one needs to make connections out there in the world.

     If you invest and choose wisely, it is as if a breath of fresh air wafted in and escorted you back to your original haunts.  The new item begins to lend itself and becomes your new space, suggesting a passion for spaces and the allure that they hold for a seasonal or pro - shopper.  A consumer...

     Wield your economy.

     As is customary of anything that holds time within space.

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