Aesthetics of being

Oh, for fuck's sake...
First of all, why on earth is my blog trying to change whatever I write into a mysterious language that looks like Sanscrit or Hindu? No! Stop it!
Secondly, once you write about something in a fashion magazine with millions of readers, be it Vogue or Cosmopolitan, it's not about aesthetics of being any more. It becomes a trendy way of living, an example given by someone you think is cool that you follow so that other people thought that you are cool and mysterious and this lifestyle actually has some meaning for you. Having an artistic look doesn't necessarily make you an artist...