blind leading the blind

Just figured id document and share with the world my now soul hearted attempt into the complex world of design. A world where the foreign are overlooked like the red haired stepchild that wets the bed to often. Here i am a young black straight male from Chicago who never attended parsons and never finished Harrington's, who worships design. I kneel down before skyscrapers and sing the praises of joy and admiration to the likes of Marc McQueen Ghesquiere jean Roberto. And treat the words in vogue as if written by the hands of Matthew Luke John or Paul or any other disciple of the almighty. Yet what am i to expect, how will i be received...the foreign man who walks in the midst of those who walk blindly in the shadows of trends... faithfully they do. Labels can never lead you astray...? Anywho who am i to judge when i too would like to entice these same idol worshipers...shame shame.