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December 13, 2016

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Max Mara velvet top
Free People bra
B Collection by Bobeau palazzo pants
Miista boots
Jay Nicole Jewelry lace choker
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Hello from my bedroom nook. In the wintertime, this space is my safe heaven. More often than not nowadays, the lights are turned off with just my desk lamp lit and candles glowing all around. Or I’m working from my vintage chair pretending with my feet propped up, taking in the heat from the heater right next to me. This environment helps me feel inspired. I can sit at my desk for hours, typing out endless lists of things I want to do and accomplish and write about. Places I want to see. Music I want to listen to more. Feelings I want to express that need a little more motivation. Leonard Cohen is on repeat because it reminds me of my boyfriend, and looking deeper at the lyrics make me feel really good, just like he does. And sometimes when I sit at my desk, and all these ideas and feelings run through me, I have the urge to get up and go out and just DO SOMETHING. Throwing all the over analyzations out of the window. To jump at the first idea and let it take me someplace new. TO THINK LESS. TO DO MORE. It’s a feeling of spontaneity that I sometimes feel like I don’t take advantage of as often as I should. To maybe pay more attention to my restlessness when it comes and let my feet guide me blindfolded. Literally, gone with the wind. To write down a word, and bring that word to life in any way that I can as soon as it hits the paper. Right in this moment without over thinking. To jump on an airplane and forget about the yesterday and not think too much about the tomorrow. To figure it out when I get to where I get to, wherever that place may be. How free does that feel? To be like the girls in the pictures that I tape up on my wall that inspire my inner whimsies that take place outside of my bedroom nook. To live like the cover of a Beatles album, somewhat like a kaleidoscope life that is always changing. Always moving. Never exactly the same in any various second. Maybe this is my goal for 2017. To be more spontaneous. To think less. To do more. To never second guess the act of taking a chance on a whim. To be every color there is all in one second. To go and do it in a flash before anything changes my mind. Because why the heck not?!

Shop more Miista boots I love:

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Bringing Elegance to 2017

December 5, 2016

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Jocelyn jacket
Scotch & Soda dress // SHOP HERE
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2017 is right around the corner. A few blog posts ago I talked about learning how to embrace changes and fear them less. To talk openly about them more and how they affect the paths we take in the future. But more importantly, how we view the present. Changes occur on the daily; tiny little changes over time that maybe in a year we only start to take notice. Some occur over years of development and self exploration. And even then, we still can’t completely figured out the process of it. Just seeing the physical and mental changes I have gone through in the lifespan of this blog is a perfect example of that. Just the other day I was thinking about how someone described my style and mannerisms as elegant. Funny, because I’ve always been kind of a klutz ever since I was a kid, despite being a dancer. I would never use the word elegant to describe myself. But there I was, with someone who thought that I was exactly that. Funny to think about how the perspective of ourselves change as soon as we hear the perspective of others. And it got me thinking, maybe I have been growing into that sort of a human being . . . one that is slightly verging on elegant. And I didn’t even realize it until now.

So here I am, in a dress that I probably wouldn’t have worn 4 years ago if someone tried to shove it down my throat. And a jacket that is fluffier than ever. A kind of fluffiness that I normally stray from. I never considered myself the overly girlish, princess type. I don’t care about tea parties. I’d rather drink a beer. And I normally have runs in my tights. Usually not on purpose. But today, the runs in my tights are scarce. For some reason, the adult part of me knows its smart to have more than one pair, and I pay more for my tights now. And I quite like the chic modesty of this dress and how it makes me feel put together even when I’m feeling borderline chaotic. The feathered jacket? A very impractical item of clothing that serves no purpose other than existing as a delicious indulgence (similar to that of eating an second slice of chocolate cake). But impractical as it is, it suits my state of mind right now. It makes me feel like a woman. It makes me feel sassy. It makes me feel like the life of the party. And I don’t even have to be at a party at all. I could be hanging at home butt naked with only this jacket on, and it would make me feel sexy and unconquerable AF. I don’t know how or why these feelings came about, they just did. It’s a normal part of growing up I assume.

 A lot has changed since the beginning of this blog. Fashionable and unfashionable phases. Things that I hated at some point in time may have found me at a later time where it felt right to love them. And I know that somethings that I love now I won’t feel the same way about later on down the rode. This may or may not be. As each year turns over into a new one, surprises and changes are inevitable. And we won’t know until they happen, and maybe we won’t know until far, far after the fact. But the point is that whenever we do finally realize them, we must hold onto them knowing that they are a part of life. They make us what we are, and what we are is ever changing. It’s a scary thing to think that we are each so capable of turning over new leaves at the snap of our fingers, leaving things and places and people behind without knowing exactly the road ahead, and taking chances without expectations. If you think about, these parts of life, as much as they seem like road bumps (they are for sure), they are also very bold and powerful maneuvers. They are something we cannot help but give into when life throws us curveballs. Curveballs are the greatest tests of our strengths, and the changes we go through are just reflections of those strengths.

So this 2017, don’t go against the current of change. Let them come and run through you. That will give you all the more reason to party it up in the new year.

More great Scotch & Soda party pieces I love:

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A Not So Serious Matter

November 21, 2016

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Anna Sui blouse
C/MEO Collective pants from Fashion Bunker
Samantha Wills rings
Acler coat
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Girl, why such a serious look on your face? All the time? What’s the personality behind that face? I want to see it. Sometimes I get the feeling that us beings who are a part of the social media fashion force take our jobs a little too seriously. We won’t crack a smile for that perfect shot. We drive ourselves nuts over the curation of our feeds. Never in my life did I ever think a color scheme curation would be so important to my personal life before. Sometimes it drives me so nuts, I want to throw the entire idea out the window and shun blogging life for good. Being a fashion blogger can feel like the true definition of a love/hate relationship. It’s hard work being someone with a presence online. Sometimes you don’t want to worry about doing your hair in the morning so it looks good for a picture you are going to take and post later. Sometimes you just don’t want to create content and just live LIFE. Don’t get me wrong, I’m dedicated to my blog and all the tasks that go along with it. And I love it. And the idea of inspiring others keeps me inspired. I love hearing feedback from you guys. I’m inspired by each and everyone of you.

But I just want to throw a reminder out there. Who I am online, through this blog, on my Instagram, the things I repost on Twitter . . . these are things that are only a small part of me. An entire encapsulation of who I am cannot be told through my social media presence. And as a person, as a human being, I don’t want to only be defined by the things I put out there on the world wide web for all to see and interpret. I don’t want to only be defined by what I wear, or the color of my lipstick. But I do hope my readers take the time to look beyond just the photo, and read the words, too. Because those are the parts I take the time on the most. It’s where I give my all, and where I strive to get better and more fluid at storytelling. I like to share the parts that I feel are worth sharing, and as much as I love the creativity expressed through an image, the parts closest to me are my words. And it means a lot to hear what you guys think about them.

And I also want to remind you guys that no matter how many followers you have, how many hits on the blog, how many invites you get to events, and how many people know your name and can recognize you on the street . . . those numbers don’t matter. What matters is the drive and the genuinity behind it all. Two things that I never want to have be lost in the progression of this blog. Look at me in these pictures here. Just another routine day when I shot pictures of an outfit I loved and felt good in, but I didn’t want to be serious or care about looking cool. I wanted to smile and be goofy, because it was the end of a long day and I wanted to relax and not over think. These pictures may not get as many likes, but who cares. The energy I had this day is the closest thing to myself that I can put out there for you all to see, and I hope it reminds you to smile a little more even when the industry tries to tell you that smiling less is more edgy and chic. Let your hair be in your face or sticking out of place. Maybe keep the lipstick on your teeth. Sometimes it’s true that the crinkles on your shirt look better than way. Because that’s what real life is. Crinkles in the sky. Don’t be afraid to let them show. The real, beautifully imperfect you is the most inspiring.

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She Wore A Pinafore

November 8, 2016

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Sezane pinafore dress
Vintage blouse from Beacon’s Closet
Proenza Schouler bag from Farfetch
Chinese Laundry flats
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I’m not one of those crazy hardcore zodiac believers, but recently I’ve been taking a peep at my horoscope a little more on the regular this season. Why? Because earlier this year I met Susan Miller, a visionary in the zodiac world online, and she told me that beginning of September of this year, things will start falling off the good side of the bed. So it got me curious. And I’m never one to turn down a little positive motivation to keep me moving swiftly through my days. Apparently, according to my November horoscope from Man Repeller, my life is literally in the “fast lane.” And “Things are just happening, you know?” And “Jupiter’s got its eyes on [me] and its arm around [my] back until October 2017.”   Even a shout out from Susan Miller was thrown in, calling attention to the fact that she said that “life is looking rosey” for me. Ooh-la-la. But what does it all really meaaaannnn?!

Isn’t it funny, how so many of us take these horoscopes so close to heart, reading even deeper in-between the lines as so not to miss any detail so that we can make sure to mark on our calendars . . . waiting with hardly any patience at all for our destinies to unfold before our eyes? For me, it’s always been quite the opposite endeavor. Knowing too much of what my future holds or promises for me is kind of a scary thing, Because sometimes when I think about it too much, I get anxious. So I stray from doing so, preferring to rather take in the present moments as indicators of what is to come for me next. But sometimes, it’s nice to hear an overview from the sun and stars. A general outline with minor details to help me keep aware of when good things are near to me to take advantage of. It’s like a mood cushion.

Apparently, Jupiter is in my sign right now, and this “makes [me] super-busy, so [I] may have been so absorbed in making life changes that [I] haven’t yet had time to realize how on-target [my] recent decisions have been for [me].” Mmmmmm. Jupiter, eh? Jupiter around also means that my love-life will be growing vibrant. It seems to already be moving in that direction, and I have no problem with that. What else can you tell me horoscope? I must travel a lot. Okay! Plus, “[I] will also see a big push in communications – writing, editing, selling, marketing, public relations, social media, and more.” Well, that is obviously up my alley. It looks like work is looking bright. I love any sort of motivation to really focus on my blog and social media endeavors. Okay, one last thing for now. December 1. Big, bright start on December 1st. Mmmmm. Are they talking love? I’m not taking anything to heart, but I’m a little rosey about this one, like Susan Miller said I should be like.

There were a whole lot of others things, but no time to discuss that all right now. I need to have some surprises right? I can’t and I don’t want to know everything that my November has waiting for me. I’d rather just wait and see. Which is I guess what the whole point of this blog post was. To just wait and see. Most likely, you’ll be genuinely and astonishingly surprised at how much in your favor things might be when you do just that.

Oh, and here’s an autumn look for you all. Pinafores and puff sleeves. Makes me feel like a little lady 🙂

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