Your Opinion Doesn’t Matter (But Mine Does)
People love talking. Add a trending topic, and the urge to chime in becomes irresistible. Suddenly, everyone is a Galliano scholar or a Chanel historian. It’s loud, it’s messy, and it’s exhausting.
But here’s the thing—are these conversations meaningful, or are they just echoes in a crowded room? Social media has convinced us that every thought we have is worth broadcasting, even if we’re saying the same thing as 5,000 others. “Galliano left Margiela!” Yes, he did. Months ago. Try to keep up.
We live in times where everyone is both the audience and the star. Everyone has a camera, everyone has a platform, and everyone is absolutely sure their opinion matters.
Here’s the twist: It doesn’t. Or at least, not in the way you think. What we’re seeing isn’t thoughtful conversation; it’s a race for relevance. It’s a parade of reaction videos, reposts, and recycled takes. The algorithm demands content, so we scramble to produce, even if we have nothing new to say.
It’s not about being insightful anymore—it’s about being visible.
Social media has turned clout into the ultimate currency. Followers equal profit. Engagement equals opportunity. It’s no wonder people are obsessed with appearing relevant.
But here’s the kicker: Popularity doesn’t mean value. Someone can have millions of followers and still have nothing to say. Meanwhile, the truly talented, the insightful, the ones who actually see the world? They’re often overlooked, drowned out by the noise.
This isn’t a meritocracy. It’s a game of who can yell the loudest, and honestly, it’s a little depressing.
When the news finally broke that Galliano was officially leaving Margiela, my first thought was, Did he die? The posts were black-and-white, somber, the kind of tribute reserved for someone who’s no longer breathing.
But no. He’s alive. He’s just moving on.
Here’s the thing: We knew this was coming. Rumors had been swirling for months. And yet, the internet reacted like it was the most shocking revelation of the century. Cue the endless tributes to his SS24 couture show, as if it was the only thing he ever did. Galliano has been at Margiela for ten years. If you’re such a fan, maybe explore the rest of his work. Dive deeper.
Don’t just parrot what everyone else is saying.
Now, let’s talk about Matthew Blazy. He’s talented. He’s exciting. He’s also one of the least surprising choices for Chanel’s new creative director. His name has been floated for months, along with others like Hedi Slimane and Simone Rocha.
Yes, it’s a big deal. Yes, it’s an opportunity for Chanel to reinvent itself. But can we stop acting like this is the second coming of Karl Lagerfeld? Virginie Viard was fine. She kept the lights on. Blazy might do for Chanel what Daniel Lee did for Bottega Veneta, or he might not. Time will tell.
But one thing’s for sure: The buzz will fade, and the sales numbers will speak louder than any reaction video ever could.
The internet thrives on noise. But beneath all the buzz and the chatter is a flat, empty void. We’re stuck in an endless loop of trends and reactions, chasing the high of being seen, heard, validated.
And here’s the tragic part: Authenticity still wins. People crave it. They want something real, something raw, something that doesn’t feel like it’s been run through a filter a thousand times. But authenticity requires courage. It means risking rejection, looking foolish, standing apart from the crowd. And not getting views, at first.
This isn’t about staying silent. Opinions matter—good ones, anyway. But maybe we need to ask ourselves: Am I adding something to the conversation, or just making more noise?
Nora Ephron would say that it’s okay to be loud, but you better be funny, or insightful, or—at the very least—yourself. Joan Didion might argue that even the loudest voices can’t fill the void, that there’s a sadness in all this noise, a longing for something real.
And me? I think the answer lies somewhere in between. Say what you mean. Say it boldly. But for the love of all things holy, make sure it’s worth saying.
