ramblings of a style chameleon

i used to think i wasn’t sure enough in who i was, because in every new place I could feel myself shift and change — even in just the most superficial sense. to sort through what is authenticity and what is the semblance of my neighbors brings me to a level of introspection that is confusing and therapeutic all at once. and to easily conform to a semblance of those around me feels counterintuitive to my soul’s heartbeat. yet—i see the evidence of it at every rearview glance.

despite complex feelings surrounding style individuality and identity, my 20’s are easily divided into seasons by drastic shifts in style expression that trail behind a zipcode and an open spirit. with a few of those seasons now behind me, it feels easy and strangely simple to appreciate the me that drummed to the beat of newly planted feet.

surely all the versions of me can not exist presently and simultaneously with the boldness of expression that i feel inside—but they all exist inside of me, frozen in time. i see embracement of beauty and eccentricity of where we are as a strength. the world is a vast place, filled with peculiarity— and what a shame it would be to not cultivate the peculiarity that exists within ourselves.

european era

a season of ever dark lipstick, chunky heels, fur coats. a curated look for all cities, always. learning what it means to not be underdressed in a space where outwear does not mean athletic wear.

trendy era

a season of embracing bohemian style, all things free people, bold haircuts and whatever print sparked joy. also the budding of an all-consuming earring obsession.

pnw era

a season of canadian tuxedos, ever growing love for rei, carhart, and oversized pendleton button ups from goodwill. each new layer of mud on my blundstones is a mark of unforgettable adventure.

valley girl era

a seasonal focus on simple style, natural fibers, neutral colors, and vintage pieces. drawing out femininity that i felt i lost in oregon and allowing natural beauty to speak for itself.