“You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That’s the only thing you should be trying to control.”
“It’s like…have you ever heard the story of Martin Maskmaker?” Chronicler shook his head and Bast gave a frustrated sigh. “How about plays? Have you seen The Ghost and the Goosegirl or The Ha’penny King?”
Chronicler frowned. “Is that the one where the king sells his crown to an orphan boy?”
Bast nodded. “And the boy becomes a better king than the original. The goosegirl dresses like a countess and everyone is stunned by her grace and charm.” He hesitated, struggling to find the words he wanted. “You see, there’s a fundamental connection between seeming and being. Every Fae child knows this, but you mortals never seem to see. We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be.”
Chronicler relaxed a bit, sensing familiar ground. “That’s basic psychology. You dress a beggar in fine clothes, people treat him like a noble, and he lives up to their expectations.”
“That’s only the smallest piece of it,” Bast said. “The truth is deeper than that. It’s…” Bast floundered for a moment. “It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.”
Frowning, Chronicler opened his mouth, but Bast held up a hand to stop him. “No, listen. I’ve got it now. You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she’s beautiful, she’ll think you’re sweet, but she won’t believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding.” Bast gave a grudging shrug. “And sometimes that’s enough.”
His eyes brightened. “But there’s a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands against her body. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you…” Bast gestured excitedly. “Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn’t seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen.”
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind: Chapter 92 - The Music that Plays
According to Guardian columnist Oliver Burkeman, loud music leads to “a momentary loss of self-control, thus enhancing the likelihood of impulse purchase.” Music marketers know this well — they even have a name for it: “disrupt-then-reframe.”
Marketers and management uses this physiological tactic to send customers into sensory overload. Think of a dark Abercrombie & Fitch store, where the beat of a house track thumps in your ears while your nostrils are overloaded with chain’s sharp, distinctive musk (which bypasses your conscious mind to encourage impulsive decisions).
“The exhibitionistic instinct originally relates to the naked body, but in the course of individual development it inevitably (in civilised races) becomes displaced, to a greater or lesser extent onto clothes. Clothes are, however, exquisitely ambivalent, in as much as they both cover the body and thus subserve the inhibiting tendencies that we call “modesty,” and at the same time afford a new and highly efficient means of gratifying exhibitionism on a new level.”
John Carl Flugel, 1939 (The Psychology of Clothes)
I understand why Reager's so popular, it's his clothes! Red is psychologically one of the most alluring colors a person can wear, and Reager wears a lot of red. If his outfit was say, green or blue, he wouldn't be nearly as popular. The same could be said about Nagi(eyes) and Fritz(hair), but to a lesser degree since they don't have as much red as Reager. (I know no one cares, but I thought it was a cool discovery worth sharing. I'll go back to my corner now. *slinks away*)
Interesting point there! Colours can make a big difference (provided one doesn’t suffer from some sort of colour blindness).
I don’t know much about colour theory, but I seem to recall:
Red=warm, a colour that we’re drawn to. Invigorates, which is one reason it’s popular.
Green=soothing, healing. Helps make one feel at peace. (Klaus!!)
Blue=cold. Not so inviting, makes one feel kind of aloof or distant. (Mistel and Iris—not that they fit that description so well, but they seem to want to project themselves that way at times.)
1) I love to cook (obvious from some of my posts) and if I can try new recipes, I will. I’m going to try and make xiaolongbao soon.
2) I sleep with two monkey dolls. One sock monkey and the other is a big body pillow monkey
3) I tied for second place in the Geography Bee in middle school. The only reason I even got into the top three was because I got bored easily and would study the map instead of listening. That’s also how I passed Chem. I knew the periodic table forwards and backwards through high school and my undergrad
4) I never wanted to go to grad school until my last year in undergrad which is when I really got into psychology because I wasn’t going to pass Organic Chem and I wasn’t going to be a forensic scientist so why not go for forensic psychology.
5) I have too many clothes. I think about half my outfits still have tags. I wear the same basics to work because if I “dress up”, questions will come from my coworkers and they will speculate that I have a date. According to them, I have someone in Cali, New York, St. Louis, and Korea.
I’m not very interesting! I don’t know what else I can say about myself.
I got seriously behind on my class reading this week because certain people disrupted my library time. Thus, today was partially spent on Psychology reading for tomorrow.
Packed my backpack/lunch, picked clothes, showered, and cleaned the kitchen (again). Time to do my long-neglected high school homework before bed. Tomorrow: 2 chapters of American Federal Government (60? pgs) 4 sections (50 pgs) of College Algebra reading and 2 sections of homework. Once I get home, Psych homework.