Here’s the problem with getting really good at what you love to do when you’re really young: You tend to get tired of it earlier than people who have to wait for their acclaim. So the other day, when superstar 14-year-old fashion blogger Tavi Gevinson wrote about what it was like to sit next to Anna Wintour during Fashion Week, she admitted that the industry, and all of its facades and high production values, had started to wear on her, just a touch. And just like that, with a few sentences about how sometimes the rag trade resembles a high school cafeteria more than a multi-billion dollar global industry, people started getting frantic that Tavi would give up on fashion.
But we really don’t think that’s likely to happen. If you love fashion, you love fashion — and Gevinson does. She loves it so much that her personal style has been celebrated all over the world. Maybe, after a few years of having the industry at her beck and call, she thinks that kind of acclaim and focus can be dangerous. After all, look at what it did to John Galliano:
"A year ago I got to go to Paris to interview John Galliano at Dior, and a couple weeks ago today he said he loved Hitler and got fired … I only really miss being obsessed with fashion the way you miss any aspect of a former self, in a nostalgic way, not necessarily as part of a desire to go back. Now I’m more intrigued by mixing fashion with the other stuff I’ve been enjoying."
Gevinson writes later that her post wasn’t “supposed to dramatically hint at anything,” other than what she calls a natural desire to write about something other than fashion. And it is natural. Because she’s 14. And just because she’s a really smart, fashion obsessed teenager doesn’t mean she’s going to be one for the rest of her life. Maybe her new project with Jane Pratt will allow her to do just that: Find out what else she’s good at. And so long as she keeps filling our RSS feed with her witty observations on … well, anything, really, we’ll keep reading.
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Is anyone else as jealous of her life as I am?