Category :Brocade

Self-Effacing

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Dress – Ruche  //  Kimono – eBay  //  Shoes – Aldo  //  Bag, Earrings & Bracelet – ThreadSence  //  Rings – I forget

There’s those silly tests online/facebook about “Which whatever are you.”  I enjoy them in as much as I find them a silly distraction.  The recent one was “Who would play you in the story of your life?”  I got Jennifer Lawrence because we apparently share the same affinity for honesty, intensity, girl next doorness, being one of the guys, and being self-effacing.

They are certainly an odd thing, those tests, but I found the whole thing about being self-effacing interesting.  Why would you not be self-effacing?  It’s good to look at yourself, see your faults and flaws, and then recognize them with humor.  I think it’s good for the soul.  Not only does it acknowledge that yes you do suck sometimes, but I’d like to think that it also shows acceptance and understanding that perfection is a delusional state.

Who knows, maybe I’m talking out my ass.  I do that sometimes.

Never Give Up Style, And Always Change

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Brocade Dress –  Jealous Tomato via Shopruche  //   Fluffy Cardigan – Darling via Emerging Thoughts  //  Necklace & Boots – Threadsence  //  Tights – F21

Cute clothes for women, that’s what we think about when you think fashion blog.  But then I share that I’m a mom, and people say they never would’ve guessed, and look at my outfit.  Who says that the second we become Moms, or Dads, that we’re relegated to mommy jeans and cardigans?   Though it would be hilarious to see a Dad in mommy jeans. But I digress.

I firmly believe that style is not relegated to one stage of life, or to one age of life.  Style, in my mind, is a reflection of where you are in life, and what you’re feeling and thinking in that moment of time.  It’s ever in flux.

Perhaps, that’s why I don’t believe in a uniform.  A uniform implies no ebb and flow.  It implies a certain stagnation to me, a lack of experimentation and growth.  But maybe that’s me.  Maybe they’ve got it all figured out and have arrived at their true and complete selves – their personal nirvana and have no where else to go.

Me?  I am ever curious about what’s around the corner.

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