Clothes make the (wo)man.

I love clothes and putting together outfits. You are a blank canvas with endless possibilities. Sometimes you don’t know how things will look until you try them on… and add a belt? Sure! Vest? Whoa! It’s all experimentation and there’s no need to look like everyone else in town. Unless you like their look, then try it!

I spent my childhood in my brother’s hand-me-downs. I spent my teens in thrift store garb and hand-made creations. I drooled over other people’s outfits in Paris as a college student. I made fun of the fashionistas at my liberal arts college, girls who had tons of money to spend on clothes. But when I realized that I could have style too, I fully embraced it. It’s not just for some people! It’s for all people! I don’t think I’m what’s her name from Gossip Girl (yeah, I know her name) or Lady Gaga or anything. I just love “fashion”. 

Obviously I have my shlubb days where I leave the house regretting my entire appearance… just wishing I could go home and change my outfit. I have my “lazy days” where I JUST DON’T CARE. But when I look good, I feel good. It’s that simple.