carpe diem baby boy

I often find myself wrestling with what I truly desire to do in life; what my final impact on this world would be. If it weren’t for my lack of courage, I would pursue the arts, using this medium to convey meaning to a widespread audience. If I were willing to abandon my dignity, I would become a politician. But these are no more than baseless ambitions—those fleeting bursts of enthusiasm that follow after an inspiring movie or an unusually compelling shower thought.

After watching Oppenheimer, I too wanted to harness nuclear energy to change the world, dead set on a career in nuclear engineering. A week later, I was sketching outfits and contemplating fashion school. Next, I found myself weaving a cacophony of strident 808s over an Al Green sample loop in FL Studio. Not my proudest moment.

These short-lived moments of incitement have been a recurring event in my 17 years of life— each one opening a new, unfinished chapter, only to be abandoned the very next day. For a long time, I settled into this rhythm—comfortable, but never satisfied. There’s a peculiar safety in indecision, as it spares you from failure. I couldn’t fall short of my expectations if I never chose a path. But I don’t want stagnation and wasted potential to characterise my life.

Thus, I present my form of compromise: n/fass. This project has gone through numerous overhauls, periods of stagnation, and conversely, periods of transformation. This is a blog meant to revolve around fashion at its core, but I will likely break from this distinct focal point and write about my other observations regarding art and pop culture as I see fit. I'll write about whatever I perceive as significant, really. So please, take this opportunity to explore some creative forms with me, as I navigate this turbulent moment in my life. Take a breath. Nafass bekesh :)

n/fass moment