Playing with different trends and styles. Experimenting with different perceptions of self and different sides of various aesthetics. These are the things I love about fashion.
But there’s also something serenely and peacefully perfect about a homecoming. A homecoming to that outfit that best defines you. An outfit that really reflects to the world who you are at your core. The outfit that feels just like the worn in jeans, a cup of hot chocolate, or that home cooked meal your mama made.
A floral dress, jean jacket and boots. That’s my fashion chicken soup. It just doesn’t get any better.
This is me world.
Style and fashion is all about how you feel, and your attitude. It doesn’t matter how gorgeous the clothing or how expensive the accessories. It’s all in the swagger and the way you carry yourself. That’s why when looking at these pictures I can’t convey to you that even though this outfit is so fun, exactly what I wanted, and I like it in the pictures, I didn’t like it in person. That day I was missing the swagger. The ‘tude eluded me and left me wanting.
That day, I feel the clothes were wearing me. That’s my fault, not the clothes. My mistake was that I didn’t listen to my feelings and instead went with what I had decided in my head. I wanted to wear the dress, which I love, but I was stubborn and didn’t pay attention to my gut.
Fashion is feeling.
Everything old is new again, or more specifically, nothing gets old in my closet. I’ve had all these items for years. Except the tights. They’re about six months old and $5 at F21. I love recombining older things in new ways. Really I would say that’s the secret behind real style: being able to constantly create unique looks with existing items.
Now yes, sometimes you’ll hit on a combo you really like, and by all means repeat that. And yes, there is a finite number of combinations that look good together, but then you work within that *rather large* finite number of combinations. All I’m saying is that style comes from the ability to combine and create within the given set of materials.
Of course, that’s not to say I have style. I just have an idea of what style is.
It’s Fall and the shops I frequent all come out with new LookBooks around this time of year. I see them and want everything. Of course I can’t have it! There’s things like bills, mortgages, etc. etc. But more than that, I like to stop and think about whether I can recreate that look with what I already have in my closet.
So, when Threadsence came out with their new LookBook I did just that. I recreated this look from the things in my closet. Thank you for the inspiration!
I take no credit for this outfit other than the fact that, at some point, I purchased all these items.
As one reader said, I really am a poster child for some of these companies.
I don’t usually showcase the same outfit two days in a row, but in yesterday’s post it just didn’t seem fitting to talk about the dress. I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect red dress for just over a year. Seriously, I’m that picky. I wanted the perfect dress, you know? I wasn’t about to settle.
It seemed like kismet that when the folks from eShakti contacted me about styling one of their Fall collection pieces, I found this beautiful red dress just waiting there on the site. It seemed to have been waiting just for me. *I was also considering this one*
I’ve received an eShakti dress before, and I have since worn it so many times *here, here, here* Each time I wear it I get at least two compliments. This new piece is no exception. Within two hours I received a compliment from a co-worker and from a total stranger. I love that!
Here’s the thing you can’t tell from the photos though – the dresses I’ve received are made from heavy and durable material. They aren’t flimsy you know? They have heft to them and I really like that. I really like the little sweetheart neckline on this one, and I’m so glad that I finally found the perfect red dress. *insert little squeal here*
I have always avoided the bump ponytail. I feel like I’m Lt. Jadzia Dax. And if you know who I’m talking about, I love you! If you don’t, well then…I’m a nerd and I’m talking about Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
I know it looks nothing like it, but that’s all I could think about every time I caught a glimpse of my face. It was driving me a little crazy. That’s why about two hours later, my hair was in a side french braid. I just can’t do justice to the Dax!
These are the problems you face as a die-hard sci-fi fan. Sometimes in your head it looks like you’re trying to be one of the characters.
Like when I wear a racerback tank I always feel like Starbuck. But in those circumstances I don’t take it off. Instead I say, “Frak yeah! Let’s go toaster shopping!”
Isn’t that the mark of madness though? Doing the same action while expecting a different result? Sometimes I wonder if I’m not completely insane for being an actor. Scratch that, I know I’m completely insane. I’ve got a standing invitation at the Mad Hatter’s table.
Best advice to someone considering acting: if there is anything else you can be happy doing, do that. This is for those painfully stricken with the disease of needing to act.




























































