So remember when I said I was obsessed with fashion? Well, now you're seeing my obsession in all its gory glory. I have talked about fashion for what? Three posts in a row? Today we're making that four. I have a lot to say about fashion I guess.
Yesterday I said that fashion is about dressing our spirits. I didn't come to that conclusion until I had already dressed for the day and I don't think my spirit wanted to wear that green silk shirt. I've always had trouble with that shirt, (note: I ripped it last time I wore it) but I just like the collar and the lace detail so much.
So here it is, I love fashion, I love looking at clothes. I love looking at interesting outfits, I love owning clothes, but I don't love wearing clothes. Yesterday I went out and about my day in that green silk shirt and as the day wore on, I felt more and more frazzled. By the time I got home, I felt like a disaster. My hair was everywhere, I'm surprised my shirt wasn't ripped again, my legs were swollen and hurting, just like my feet, and I wasn't even wearing high heels. I woke up today asking what the problem was with yesterday, and the only thing I could think of was that I wasn't dressing my spirit. I was trying too hard.
So this whole fashion blog thing is about learning to love wearing clothes. Sometimes I love wearing clothes, but not usually. I am searching for that magic formula.
My outfit today definitely fits that magic formula. My spirit is happy with this.
"We wore what" is the fashion blog I am currently obsessed with, and can't stop talking about, and I'm going to talk about it again today, right now. In one post Danielle talks about how some people are noticing the New York fashion bloggers have lost their magic because they're dressing for the street photographers instead of themselves. Danielle ends this post by saying, "Let's keep it real, guys."
I don't know why that line stuck with me: Let's keep it real, guys. I keep saying that to myself when I get dressed in the morning. Let's keep it real. But what is real? What is my own personal style? What would my ideal wardrobe look like? I really don't know the answers to those questions. That is what my fashion blog is about, finding the answers to those questions. What does "real" mean to me when it comes to getting dressed in the morning?
I'm glad you, my dear readers, are such good sports. One thing I can promise you, as we go on this journey together, is that I will never wear something simply to post it on my blog. Whatever I'm wearing on my blog is my outfit for the day. If I'm not willing to wear it all day (ie. Stiletto hells) I won't wear it on my blog. Just trying to keep it real, guys.
And maybe this will be my last post about fashion, maybe.
(Oh yeah, and in case you haven't noticed, my fashion blog is just another page on this blog. Go to the top and click the fashion blog tab.)
Yesterday I said that fashion is about dressing our spirits. I didn't come to that conclusion until I had already dressed for the day and I don't think my spirit wanted to wear that green silk shirt. I've always had trouble with that shirt, (note: I ripped it last time I wore it) but I just like the collar and the lace detail so much.
So here it is, I love fashion, I love looking at clothes. I love looking at interesting outfits, I love owning clothes, but I don't love wearing clothes. Yesterday I went out and about my day in that green silk shirt and as the day wore on, I felt more and more frazzled. By the time I got home, I felt like a disaster. My hair was everywhere, I'm surprised my shirt wasn't ripped again, my legs were swollen and hurting, just like my feet, and I wasn't even wearing high heels. I woke up today asking what the problem was with yesterday, and the only thing I could think of was that I wasn't dressing my spirit. I was trying too hard.
So this whole fashion blog thing is about learning to love wearing clothes. Sometimes I love wearing clothes, but not usually. I am searching for that magic formula.
My outfit today definitely fits that magic formula. My spirit is happy with this.
"We wore what" is the fashion blog I am currently obsessed with, and can't stop talking about, and I'm going to talk about it again today, right now. In one post Danielle talks about how some people are noticing the New York fashion bloggers have lost their magic because they're dressing for the street photographers instead of themselves. Danielle ends this post by saying, "Let's keep it real, guys."
I don't know why that line stuck with me: Let's keep it real, guys. I keep saying that to myself when I get dressed in the morning. Let's keep it real. But what is real? What is my own personal style? What would my ideal wardrobe look like? I really don't know the answers to those questions. That is what my fashion blog is about, finding the answers to those questions. What does "real" mean to me when it comes to getting dressed in the morning?
I'm glad you, my dear readers, are such good sports. One thing I can promise you, as we go on this journey together, is that I will never wear something simply to post it on my blog. Whatever I'm wearing on my blog is my outfit for the day. If I'm not willing to wear it all day (ie. Stiletto hells) I won't wear it on my blog. Just trying to keep it real, guys.
And maybe this will be my last post about fashion, maybe.
(Oh yeah, and in case you haven't noticed, my fashion blog is just another page on this blog. Go to the top and click the fashion blog tab.)