Admittedly, I picked an awful month to talk about style for the year. Or maybe, it’s actually perfect. With freezing temperatures (hopefully) behind us and warmer weather ahead, it’s certainly a period of transition. Even from the morning to the evening the temperature is just unpredictable and all over the place. My closet is currently in flux. I’d love to be able to switch it over completely, but that doesn’t seem 100% possible given the maybe-still-cool-weather.
Anyway, I feel like not only am I dealing with an in-between season wardrobe, but I’m also learning a lot more about my style. That word just seems so not me to begin with. Honestly, I am not a super “stylish” person. I love shoes and I love dresses, but I’m definitely not someone who has this innate desire to dress to the nines every day. I’d rather just look at pretty clothes… and wear pajamas.
But, I do like to be put together. And I will say that my “style” (seriously, I use that word loosely here) has absolutely evolved. A huge part of the evolution was simply moving out of Florida. Florida… I love you, but my goodness… I can do without some of the trends that occur there. Georgetown was a little bit of a culture shock; it’s totally different than Florida, but I really loved it. Hunters, skinny jeans, and OCBDs? I can deal.
Now that I’m in New York, I feel like everything is evolving again with me. My relationships, my friendships, my work ethic, my hobbies, my interests… and my style. I dress so differently than I have in the past. I’m drawn to different clothes in stores. I’m wearing a lot of clothes that I’ve had forever, but in a little bit of a different way. I just feel different in general and what I choose to buy and wear reflects that.
I think part of this is that I’m just simply growing up. What I wore in college just doesn’t feel right anymore. Another part is that New York has a very strong influence on, well, everything. While I haven’t gone gluten free or vegan, I feel like that’s going to be next or something… sheesh! And… I actually have my own money to spend (hello, perk of the Real World!).
One thing has remained constant. I have to be comfortable. I simply refuse to wear clothes that I don’t feel good in. I just can’t do it. I try to wear shoes that pinch or shirts that scratch, but I’m a lost cause. Oh well.
Yea, these two outfits… I could basically live in. Literally. Ridiculously simply, so so so little effort.
There are about forty different things that I don’t like about being 23, but I’m trying to embrace this awkward not-quite-a-child, not-quite-feeling-like-an-adult stage. How I dress will hopefully sort itself out along side me.
Do you have a “signature style”? Is your style evolving or changing based on life stages or locations?