A Story About Style
Piece 1: The girl and style
Author's Note
As I was trying to understand the different ways in which I interacted with clothes to curate my style, I sat to analyze the different ways in which different silhouettes, colors of clothes, and pairings would shape my days. After writing this short excerpt, I came to realize how each outfit I wore ensured I experienced memories every time. Through the following analysis, I came to understand that it was not only important to write about my relationship with style now but to also explore how this relationship came to be in the first place.
Piece 1: The girl and style
When I think of style, I think of the way it offers a new excitement every day as I explore different personality traits, values, or new objects of obsession after watching a new show. When I wear all black - if I am wearing pants, I must wear a top with specific clean details such as white buttons, a clear collar, and long sleeves (insert style tip 1- Try pairing it with a pump, oxfords or loafers to achieve a chic yet sophisticated look). When the top has a larger fit, I tend to have looser expectations of myself that particular day and do all my tasks with nonchalant confidence (insert style tip 2- I suggest always looking in the men's section for a loose fighting shirt, not only do they last longer, but they will give you the perfect balloon effect after tucking it in your favorite pants!). If the top is a tighter fit, expectations of myself are less flexible, my loose confidence is usually replaced by a desire for well-informed independence and a desire to challenge myself and others. When I put on blues and oranges, I am ready to breathe, sing, and live like never before. I am ready to dance in a well-lit garden with vines on the wall covered with tulips in all colors, while I take in all the splendors around me. While enjoying the dance and feeling at my brightest, I feel ready to be the character easily swamped by nature’s emotions and see beauty in all that is in the world. When I wear shorts - oh yes the green shorts- and pair them with something light and something yellow, I feel like a child again. I feel like a child that can marvel at all the innocence and curiosity the world has to offer. When I wear pinks and violets I am ready to be my most feminine as I smile all I want and feel pretty when I am hurrying off to my classes and occasionally steal a glance at my reflection in tinted windows. When I wear hot pink I am usually hit by nostalgia as I revisit my childhood with Barbie movies, but when I wear a lighter shade of pink, my mind could either be plagued with thoughts of how I could better person or analyzing Regina George’s actions and what a leader can learn from her. My taste in how I style my clothes has immensely influenced even the way I live my life. I do not know nor understand how all this came to be but I can only remember a time when this was not the case.