Fashion Does Not Discriminate

I am a "T-shirts and Jeans" kind of girl. I used to feel uneasy of saying that to people, because even though this was (and is) my style, I still longed for something more. Saying  it out loud just made it sound to permanent. However, I am learning. I am learning that although it is completely acceptable to have an evolving style, it should also be completely acceptable to own the style that you are in. I am a firm believer in working with what you already have. When I feel my outfit is in the lemon pits I try and turn it into lemonade.  When I wanted my "T-shirt and Jeans" look to stand out fashionably, I looked through my blazers, some jewelry and a special something to top it off. Something that says ME.

Jeans: Levi's 

Boots: JCP

Blazer:JCP

Shirt: Old work shirt that was given to us after the Rutgers University student, Tyler Clementi, committed suicide. It says "Love Does Not Discriminate"

Hat: H&M

The Repeat Effect

This is going to be more difficult than I thought. Coming up with new and different outfits to post and share with whoever chooses to look, I think I am way out of my league. Last night, I marched around the house trying to find articles of clothing to put together for work today  and I kept running into a tree stump. I had no idea how to throw something new together. Everything had already been done. This scarf has already been worn with that shirt, these pants have already been worn with that jacket. I was running out of creativity. Finally, I gave up.

I don't know why the idea of wearing an outfit twice bothered me so. It might have something to do with the fact that we live in a world that looks at the idea of wearing the same thing twice as the equivalent to leprosy. I have never been above hearing the question, "Didn't you wear that last week?" Most celebrities  are shunned from the world of fashion if they are caught having the same bag for too long, let alone wearing the same outfit multiple times. 

I often catch myself in this frame of mind but now I am beginning to realize how silly I am for believing so. After All, there was a reason I chose that outfit in the first place. It is because I, the stylist, found comfort in the look. It was what represented me and my personal style the best and if I am wearing it twice, it is because I felt good in it the first time. I don't need to fall prey to the superficial mind set of the media.  

As you'll see In yesterday's post I wore this outfit (gulps) two Sundays ago.

Slacks: Don't really remember 

Blouse: Macys 

Blazer: Korset 

Fashion Disclaimer

I am in no way professing to be a master of style. In fact, at this very moment in time my closet contains nothing but dull, lifeless articles of clothing that are screaming for a breath of life that can't be given...not by me at least. I am a beginner, a student, an amateur, and I am picking it up as I go along. For some time now I have thought of fashion and personal style as art. I see it as a means to expression, the volume of that expression is completely up to the creator. Shielded by the covering of plaid green skirts and white blouses all throughout elementary and middle school I was never able to experiment with my personal style. High school was filled with tennis matches and team practices so my only interest became jogging pants. College became the glory years of saving money. Dishing out extras to update my wardrobe was not even an option. But now I am ready. I am a working college graduate who is highly interested in finding my artistic side. I want to see how I can wow myself, not with what I buy, but in how I choose to wear it, and the confidence with which I will carry with it.