Something I worry about perpetually is losing sight of who I am. I don't know if this is an inherent characteristic of most introverted, book worm types, or of all humans at that. But it's a thought that plagues me time and time again. Then again, that worry would suggest I know myself to begin with, and how much do any of us know ourselves really. It's a tricky thing, but I guess what I mean is that the idea of losing the notions of my self that I happen to possess is frightening. I mention all this because my basically-mother-in-law made a comment the other day that really got me thinking about identity and self-understanding. She noticed that most people tend to give me clothes as presents, and asked whether in turn it becomes tough to maintain a unique identity when it comes to fashion. Her wording I can't recollect verbatim, but the point was... when you're wearing so many different genres of apparel, how can you stay true to your style?
Whenever people ask me what my "style" is, I'm at a loss. The decades I draw most inspiration from when thinking of fashion, film or music are definitely the '20s and '40s-'60s. That being said, I am not exclusively a vintage fashion blogger, obviously. Just as I am not a street wear blogger, or a punk blogger or an organic blogger. I shy away from defining my style because I don't like being constricted inside a little box. I don't want to identify as a solely vintage blogger, and then feel the pangs of guilt whenever I feature something other than a swing dress.
At the end of the day, I believe we should choose our clothing based on what makes us happy. For some, that is a "niche." For me, it's experimenting. It's combining trends of different decades. It's doing the '90s grunge one day and the flower power the next. What I will say is that I am a dress and skirt lover, through and through. But am I girly girl? I don't know. I love femininity and sparkles and feeling like a princess (spoiled?). I love dressing up and finding the next-perfect-dress. But at the end of the day, the dresses I pick, the leggings I pick, the coats I pick, I pick because they're me.
This dress, for instance, is so me it kind of hurts. My love for sunflowers is something I have always had, and shared with my sister. They were her favorite flowers before they were mine, and maybe they're my favorite because they were hers, or maybe it's something we just shared intrinsically. Who knows? But this dress... this dress just makes me smile. A piece of clothing featuring your favorite flower or musician or landscape may not seem like a big deal. It may seem fun, and that's why you buy it, but you may not think it really matters all that much. But then you have those moments, like the kind I had with my almost-mother-in-law, and you look at what you're wearing, and it's a sunflower, or The Ramones logo, or Johnny Cash's face or the Eiffel Tower, and you get just a little reminder of who you are. And sometimes that can go a long way.
Get the Look:
Skater Dress in Sunflower Print, $47, ASOS
Wetlook Quilted Crop Jacket, $65, Simply Be
Classic Dr. Marten's, $100, Dr. Martens
Jewel Necklace, $45, Simply Be
My thanks again to the mesmerizing Rachel Crittenden for these shots -- one of the only people who I've really encountered in a long time that I've felt I can actually be me with. I fan-girled Rachel in my last outfit post, which you can read here. But just take my word: she is incredible. She is beautiful. And she'll make you feel beautiful, too.