An Introduction

Good day, my dears.

Introductions are crucial to the way we live. They give us glimpses of people, of places, of just about anything. Often, like movie previews, they tell us whether we will love what follows or whether we should save our ten dollars and put it in our shoes fund. We rely on introductions to open up different pathways; they present us with individuals, groups, subjects, stories, and more in a way that doesn't require commitment but instead allows us to have a taste of everything. After being introduced, we are still able to put back the drab and bitter vegetables and hang on to the true delicacies.

Seeing as to how it is so important, I obviously have to introduce the blog. Like I've mentioned before, what I aim to talk about is so much more than pretty dresses. Life of Style is not a simple shirt; it's not a three-piece suit, an outfit, or even an entire wardrobe. This diary is the whole room, the whole house, maybe even the whole street. I might go on to say the whole city, province, country, continent, and planet, but that would be stretching it.

First and foremost, this blog is for writing. It's my free zone, where I can let loose and follow the words. I happened to choose style as a topic because it's what I want to explore.

I should say this before I go any further. Style, to me, is not clothes, not fashion, not even looking good. It's not what you do with your hair, or what kind of cut appears most in your closet. Style is not what. Style is how. How you dress yourself, how you hold yourself, how you see yourself. How you spend your days. How you treat your world. How you live your life.

And that is what this blog is about.

Until next time.

The First Day

Bonjour, mes cheres.

The first day of school is a memorable day for most. Memorable buildings, memorable events, memorable outfits. Memorable parents taking memorable photos. Memorable kids. Memorable teachers.

I don't remember my first day of school. I can faintly recall a new dress (was it navy? I think it was) and the flash of a camera; a new schoolbag and the ringing of a bell.

This day, I imagine, will be even less memorable. After all, why would I remember my first blog entry? Ten years down the road, when reminiscing about my grade 10 summer, I will completely overlook Tuesday, July 8.

Unless the purchase I have made today manages to change my life. If there's one thing I'm going to miss in my future life as a New Yorker, or a Shanghai-er, it's going to be Shoppers Drug Mart. I adore that there are high-end brands mixed in with their drugstore cousins (though I can't afford to splurge on expensive hair care, skin care, or cosmetics). And the one thing an American cannot get without crossing the border: Life Brand products. I have tried four already - a cleanser (Oil Free Daily Pore Cleanser, a Clean & Clear knock off), a toner (Essentials Skin Toner), a lip balm (Kiwi & Avocado Lip Balm, which works about as well as an old car on a cold day), and a pack of oil blotting sheets (Oil Absorbing Sheets, another Clean & Clear knockoff), which I seem to have misplaced. No worries. They cost even less than the C & C version.

My newest buy? Life Brand Essentials Gentle Face Cleanser. A knock off of the famous Cetaphil. I'll report the results after two to three weeks of usage.

Now, a little something about the blog.

There are many beauty and fashion blogs out there in what they like to call the "blogosphere", and even some for teenagers. I doubt, however, that they are written by teenagers - the closest thing is College Fashion, whose author is a college student (by the way, guys, that blog is awesome. Go check it out. I dare you). In comes yours truly, with Life of Style - sorry, make that A Teenager's Life of Style - written for teenagers by a teenager. I plan not only to talk about fashion and beauty, but also about life, and my life. Therefore my chosen topics may sometimes be different from other blogs; some may be more personal, or philosophical, or what have you. Now let's cross our fingers (and our toes) and hope that I can keep this up. 'Well, Cory, why wouldn't you be able to?', you ask? Well, I suppose it's fun fact time.

Fun fact numero uno: The attention span of a goldfish is approximately 6 seconds. The attention span of a Cory is a third of that, multiplied by seven, divided by fourteen. (In case your mathematical ability is even poorer than mine, that equals 1.)

Fun fact numero dos: I am the reigning world champion of procrastination. I missed the competition registration dates sixteen years in a row. (That's right, I beat you, sucker!)

And now, some little somethings about me.

This self-proclaimed genius is 16 years old.

This self-proclaimed genius loves to write.

This self-proclaimed genius lives in Canadian cold.

This self-proclaimed genius is not so bright.

(Dr. Seuss was my great-uncle three times removed.) (No, silly, I'm just kidding.)

Look forward to upcoming reviews and other rambles. Hopefully they'll come soon.

Au revoir!