Thursday, December 29, 2011

Camille, Age 32

Many thanks to our first guest blogger, Emma Olson of crescendoing couture for today's post.  Her refreshingly unique blog "marries music and fashion by creating a unique look and giving it a song."  The 24 year old explains:  "It's a way for me to be involved with my two biggest passions and helps me feel an even deeper connection to some of my favorite tunes."  Olson's fave blogs (for the moment) are http://missladyfinger.com & http://iwanttobeher.com.  And her favorite piece? "My current favorite piece of clothing also happens to be one of my newest - a turquoise vintage wool coat that I picked up from my favorite hometown thrift store. It's so simple in design, but the color is so bold, and it's incredibly warm, perfect for my Minnesota winters." --- Aleah Rae



Camille Stephenson, Consultant, Fall 2002

     Camille cautiously stepped off the empty stage and exited the theater. There, it's done, she thought. Her first audition. When was the last time she was so nervous? Did she even get through her monologue? She could hardly remember. All she remembered walking out of that hopelessly plain space, was the faces of the director and producer. Blank, disinterested. She had anticipated that they would be rather cold, but it was still unsettling to receive no reaction as she delivered this heartbreaking tale of how she lost her mother. She had never heard someone say “thank you” so disingenuously. “Thank you, please leave, we've got a lot of spirits to crush today.”
     As she walked back to her apartment, Camille couldn't help but notice how much more aware of her surroundings she was. Her senses had become heightened somehow since she decided to focus on acting and walk away from her previous life. Everything was brighter, the air was more pungent. She had been doing her best to incorporate this new recognition to aesthetic detail into her work. She even brought her boyfriend to tears when she practiced; he told her that he forgot who she was as she spoke. It was like she became someone else. That was how she had to think from now on. She was the character. Nothing mattered to her anymore but being able to understand and communicate the human experience to theatergoers.
     But everything was now in the hands of that director and that producer, and whether they felt anything from her performance, Camille felt exhilarated. For the first time in her life, there was a very real opportunity for her to fail. And she couldn't wait. --- By Emma Olson


In Camille's Closet
Camille


*The quote above is a fictionalized account inspired by the people and fashion of a photograph found here.*

2 comments:

  1. That maroon/purple/burgundy skirt in Camille's closet is just wonderful.

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  2. The spikes necklace is killing me!! I love it!!
    She has great style.

    xo
    C.

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    Hey there,

    Wow, your second blog, looks amazing, you had such a wonderfum idea to share all those beautiful stories, congrats! Your first blog is great as well, now I am following them both by Google friend connect!

    If you like my blog, please fell free to follow back,
    Thanks,
    C.

    Hey there,

    Wow, your second blog, looks amazing, you had such a wonderfum idea to share all those beautiful stories, congrats! Your first blog is great as well, now I am following them both by Google friend connect!

    If you like my blog, please fell free to follow back,
    Thanks,
    C.

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