Style. It’s an elusive thing, that sense of personal style. I see other people who have it down pat in their personal aesthetic. Never deviating from it. I can’t seem to do the same thing. There are so many different styles and silhouettes that I want to wear day to day. I swing from feminine frocks, like this lovely one sent to me by eShakti from their Spring collection, to rocker chic, to boho chic, to casual and contemporary. It seems that my personal style is not one particular aesthetic but more of a reflection of self and mood on any given day.
I like frills and poufy skirts one day, pleather and studs the next, and soft lace and loose fits on yet another. I know people say you need to nail down a personal style. But I ask why? I like to think that I’m a multifaceted individual, so why can’t I express those various sides of me depending on how I feel that day? I see nothing wrong with playing with the freedom that fashion provides.
Course, I may be aggrandizing the fact that I have as yet to nail down one aesthetic and stick to it in the name of ‘Personal Style’.
p.s. Use code “MODAMAMA” to get 20% off at eShakti until March 30th.
Sweater- hand me down // Top – Joe Fresh // Skirt – Ruche altered by me // Tights – HUE // Boots – Feet First // Bag – Ruche // Necklace – c/o Scarlet Samples
I’m working in an office part time now, so you may see a bit more office wear from me. But here’s the caveat, it’s office wear from me; so, no stodgy blazers and cardigan sets. I like how office wear has become loosened and become more creative. Yes, with 20 minutes to get ready I put together this fun office appropriate number. I loved that I was the only one in the elevator wearing color and red no less! It made me smile, and there’s no better way to start your day than with a big grin.
But enough about me. I’m really boring right now. What are you doing in anticipation of Spring?
Cooked Marrakesh Curried Stew tonight while listening to Faith Hill and then Bon Jovi. Hey, I’m not ashamed of the love I bear for Country Western and Rock. Not ashamed at all. Faith Hill and I cried while I chopped the onions and Baby Girl and I rocked out on the living room dance floor to Bon Jovi. Bet you didn’t know that Bon Jovi has a great twirling and bouncing beat.
Betcha didn’t know.