Here’s a quote from a great little book that I return to every once in a while, Zen and the Art of Falling in Love:
I sometimes feel that with the way I dress, I should be the front man for some sort of folk rock ‘n roll band.
Clearly I’m all about the comfy. In fact, if clothing is restrictive in any way it gets worn very rarely. there are of course a few pieces that are for special occasions, and on those rare moments I tolerate less than full comfort. But generally speaking? No. Generally speaking, it’s low heels, soft stretchy fabrics and ease of mobility. Life is hard enough without making you’re clothes hard too.
I had the pleasure of meeting up with a girlfriend for an exclusive fashion show preview. Quelle beautiful fun! It was a fairly intimate event that didn’t call for the most glamorous of get-ups, but still required a bit more effort. So skinny jeans, thigh high boots, and a sequined top seemed like the perfect way to say that I tried, but not too much.
As much as I love the fact that my daily life calls for super casual, I love to dress up. So when given the chance I’m all over it. I would’ve worn a freakin’ ball gown if not for the fact that it’s Winter, and therefore freezing.