are for clothes, or soup cans, or whatever
As they often do, outfits come to me at random times, and only once I try them on do I know if it was a great idea, or a terrible one. This outfit was one of those “great idea” times, but I initially felt pretty certain it wouldn’t work. Not because I didn’t think these pieces were suited to each other, but because I wasn’t sure if I would actually like this type of outfit anymore; that is to say, school-girlish and kind of Lolita.
I have talked about my style confusion a few times here, and it seems I keep coming back to it because I feel in a transition of sorts. However, putting this outfit on and seeing that it still spoke to me felt a bit like revelation. Sure, I have grown out of certain types of pieces (peter pan collars, I’m looking at you), but that is not the absolute rule. The thing is, there is no rule. I keep feeling like because I am a personal-style blogger, I have a duty to stick to what I have always purported to be, and that wearing anything outside of my style wheelhouse would potentially hurt my brand. But, after doing much thinking and really taking in the styles of bloggers and IRL people I feel most connected to, the ones that spoke to me most were the ones that kind of wear whatever the hell they want. There is always a way of making everything you wear feel like you, while also being able to actually wear whatever you want.
Like some much in life, we slap a label on it and feel frustrated if that label is not 100% accurate; well, it must be full of shit or a lie then! But nothing in life is that black and white, and it shouldn’t have to be. Humans are messy and confusing and ever-changing and those qualities should reflect all things, even something as silly as the things we wear. And they often do, and that’s okay. The differences and the inconsistencies are the interesting parts, we should embrace that about ourselves and others more, it would probably feel somewhat freeing.