2018 and Unspoken Promises. | Outfit Post

I found myself walking around the Oscar de La Renta exhibition at the Museum of Fine Arts the day before NYE and staring at the most amazing woven tapestry style coat and while I kept strolling, I began to reflect on the past year. It’s weird because I saw this bizarre trend on Instagram where people were turning their stories into these extended summaries of their year, where they posted a snap of each month (which sidenote – who on earth has the time to save all those photographs for a year, then remembers to go back and retrieves them, puts them in an orderly fashion, complete with captions, filters, hashtags – I digress – so I’ll just continue going through them like the nosy person I am) mentioning the memorable moments. Many people posted their personal achievements and stuff they did, and to be honest, it made me feel like a voyeur witnessing shameless bragging.

I was really saddened when I began to feel very unaccomplished and small … don’t you feel small and overwhelmed when you sit on social media for too long? … oh … okay, just me then…Β Anyway, I tend to get really anxious when I see what people are doing, which more power to them, that is great – but I got sucked into the byproduct of the annoying mosh pit of judgement and jealousy and comparison that appears in the center of all the people who simply came to praise themselves.

But doesn’t that also sound really pompous? Well, on one hand, it is great to feel acknowledgement when you publish a photo on Instagram documenting your weightless journey, or a photo celebrating your anniversary. But on the other hand, with the mosh pit I just mentioned, it really sucks to feel like you aren’t at the same level that everyone else seems to be at, and it seems insensitive and almost offensive (from this bitter and jaded perspective) to receive notifications of people saying “yay me, look at what I did this year, clap for me!”

All bitterness aside, these ideas and feelings flashed through my mind at a mile a minute as I also tried to calculate the price of this tapestry coat (roughly ten thousand dollars if it’s OdLR couture, so not accessible to me in this lifetime) and I came to what I think is the most mature and grown up solution to this self imagined situation.

Quick disclaimer* I hateΒ strongly dislike resolutions as they feel forced and fake to me, and 9 times out of 10 they are not carried out. Something about this tapestry coat spoke to me though. So I made a mental note that I guess qualifies as a resolution because it was within a 24 hour parameter of the end of the year…bleh to

1) stop being so negative because it most likely sending out negative vibes and bringing me down

2) stop simply saying that I will stop comparing myself to other people and just do it already

3) stop using social media so much since I clearly have once again developed a dependence on social media and the need to feel validated/acknowledged in order to see myself as someone worthwhile

 

After coming up with this list I smiled to myself, finally prepared for the new year and finally feeling fulfilled. Okay so moral of the story: I reached my own fulfillment on my own, and I no longer feel jealous of the “new year, new me, new goals” overload that I was bombarded with online****.

ANYWAY, here are some snazzy pictures that my fantastic friend RoyaΒ took of me three weeks ago that have NOTHING to do with this post, but made me happy, and on that very weak segue let’s move on.

 

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Bet you thought it was too cold for a skirt. Fashion > practicality.Β 
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Constance Billard School for Girls uniforms meet Braids and … Boots?
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I LOVE having my blue phone make an unwanted cameo in my pocket. Said no one ever.Β 
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I should make this a postcard or something, I really love this look, and this is coming from a recovering skirt hater.Β 

Outfit details:

Vegan moto jacket/ AE (really old) Β // Β Turtleneck/Join Life by Zara (sustainably sourced line by Zara) Β // Β Skirt/Primark (5 years old) Β // Β  Boots/ Ivanka Trump

I bought those Ivanka Trump boots in 2014, when supporting the Trump family did not make me gag, nor did it mean anything yet compared to today’s American society. I also cannot just get rid of them, since that would go against my ethical fashion beliefs and they are vegan suede and I really like them and I am getting good wear out of them. That is all I have to say.Β 

 

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**** PS. I still have tabs open with Google results for “internet detoxing” and “how to get off the grid like Ron Swanson”

 

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I wish you guys positivity and light this year!

Bisous

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Capsule Wardrobes : An Experiment

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Hello!

Since I have been gone a while, Β I’ll let you all in on what I’ve been doing. Besides eating and breathing, I’ve been really thinking about what I mentioned in one of my last post- the true cost behind fashion, and the darker side of fashion that comes with trying to be ‘on trend’ all the time. It has led me to realize that IΒ doΒ have my own sense of style, and that I should instead focus on learning what I actually like to wear and then buy sustainable versions of those items as I give away what I really don’t need or wear. Basically, I need to pare down my wardrobe (which is funny, since I cleared out a bunch of clothing at the beginning of the summer), and learn to not always smack my forehead on the windows of shops the moment I step in any shopping mall. I’ve actually started reciting the mantra “I don’t need it” over and overΒ Γ  la Rebecca BloomwoodΒ (you’re welcome). When I’m near shoes I actually repeat it so much I might as well be humming continuously.

In all seriousness, it was only hard for the first two days. Then the withdrawal – I’m assuming that is what it was- period was over and I moved on. The only hard part is seeing other people buy random stuff they honestly don’t need. I’ve had friends who would go out of their way and buy things simply because they could, but they clearly weren’t very interested in wearing/using the item.

I guess I see that now since I realized that I was the same a few months ago. What a difference a new mentality makes!

Anyway, I have been trying to wear items in my closet multiple ways to prove to myself that they still deserve a spot in my wardrobe rotation. I like the idealistic bloggers who have capsule wardrobes, but I think I might need a while before I get there. For now, figuring out what I actually wear on a regular basis is great!

So the first item on the chopping block was this red scarf I bought a year ago online. My reasons for buying it were questionable; the scarf was red, and I wanted to wear more warm colors. Upon receiving the scarf, I opened the box and was irritated with how obnoxiously red it was. I convinced myself that it wasn’t such an eyesore and wore it out twice. Fast forward to this year and I had worn it twice. Now that I am threatening myself with throwing it out of my closet, I grabbed my basics and figured it out, putting together a seemingly basic outfit. Surprisingly, the black on black packed an awesome punch and the red looked great!

Looks like the scarf won’t be leaving this time around. But I will try to wear it again before I make my final decision(This sounds like a pathetic reality show on TLC where shopaholics/clothing hoarders say bye to their clothes ( except I have half of my original amount of clothes HA) minus the crying).

Tune in next week to see if my red scarf survives The Chopping Block

Whimsical.

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Outfit Details:

top/ Zara // shorts/ H&M // sandals/ Nine West // earrings/gift

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This week, my kombucha made a cameo appearance. I wish I was a more popular blogger so I could claim some sort of commission on kombucha sales, but alas, I’m not.Β 

Hello everyone! Yes, we are back at it again with the brick wall. If you are an avid blog follower such as myself, you’ve probably noticed that some bloggers refer to their site and themselves as ‘we’ instead of ‘me’ or ‘I’. I don’t know if its done to make the reader feel as if they are an organization or some more elaborate event every time they post, but its always funny to me, especially when the blog is clearly run by one person alone.

Anyway, today I was feeling the long sleeves, and THEN I realized how hot it was outside and realized what a huge mistake I had made wearing this particular top-

Yeah wait, actually I don’t regret it. I went grocery shopping and I needed those sleeves to combat the annoying goosebumps I get in the freezer section.

Sometimes I prefer pulling out things to wear that aren’t necessarily in style at the moment or go with another season.

Today’s look is brought to you by a mix of desperation to wear something that wasn’t open in the sides or was a boring t-shirt to deal with the heat, and a bit of “Well, this looks relatively unwrinkled and hasn’t been worn in so long that it looks lonely” – now seeing these pictures I am intrigued to see what else I can come up with since the hottest part of the summer is yet to come!

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This picture was taken a second after the last one in a rapid fire procession by my brother, so that’s why I have the same eyebrow raised. I feel the need to explain why I have my eyebrows raised all the time. I’m not always in a current state of surprise.Β 

Also, yes- I DID cut my hair recently. Those dead ends had to disappear somehow. I forgot how it feels to have a light ponytail again, and what it was like to not stretch out hair bands whenever I made a bun.

I’ll be back soon! Thanks for reading!

xoxo