Since the day I broke out of school uniforms, I’ve been furiously experimenting with the possibilities of style. I’ve played all sorts of characters, tried on every costume under the sun. I’ve died my hair platinum, black, burgundy, blue (and once all four at the same time ~ no lie). I’ve used clothing as one of many mixed media in the crafting and discovery of self. Through it all, I’ve found personal style to be an incredibly powerful tool, and I’ve learned a lot about who I am and the kind of woman I want to be. It’s still a work in progress ~ I’m forever evolving as life experiences continuously remold me. And clothes are far from the most important thing in life, but they do matter. A good outfit is one I can put on in the morning and then forget about the rest of the day, because it feels so seamlessly me. I like classic colors, I like tailoring that drapes, I like elegant silk separates cut to feel like pajamas. I like bodysuits under everything and loose, low-cut tops. I love a good harem pant, a smokey eye and gold jewelry. To quote Popeye, “I yam what I yam.”The moral of the story? I want to look cool and feel good without thinking too much about it. I spent all those years fighting my way out of one uniform just to wrap myself up in another ~ and I couldn’t be happier.Anyone else see a theme? If you’re in the mood for a parade of fashion déjà vu, click HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE and HERE!|WEARING| Ray-Ban sunnies, John Hardy hoop earrings, necklaces by Jennifer Zeuner, Ippolita and Monica Rich Kosann, Vince blouse (similar), Calvin Klein bodysuit (similar), Chanel bag, shorts custom made in Vietnam (similar), Tibi shoes (similar) |PHOTOS| by Austin Phelps
Storming Oxford Circus with Vivienne Westwood, Shrimps, and a merry band of rabble rousers.