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striped off the shoulder top (found here and here) // white shorts // pink mules // ark bag // tassel earrings

A few days ago I met with my friend Sam, from The New York Blonde, for lunch on her beautiful rooftop in Tribeca. As we chatted over a delicious salmon feast, we came upon the topic of why we really started blogging. Sam was chit-chatting with a brand a while back about an upcoming project. The brand asked her why she started to blog. As Sam talked about her reasoning, the brand was impressed with there was a meaning behind her starting a blog. It wasn’t because she loved fashion or saw a bunch of girls getting free perks and thought she should try it. She has a reason, a story, behind her blog. As she talked I started to really think about my reason. Sure I love fashion, writing, photography, and needed a creative outlet– so blogging made sense to me. It isn’t only because I always wanted to start my own business or I can bring a little color to the usual head to toe black wearing New York gal (a niche if you want to call it that). It is more than just connecting with others through my passion and life experiences. And it isn’t because I have been blogging since it was only for the nerds and I love it so much. It is all of the above really, but there is two main reasons I started this blog.

So why did I start blogging?

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striped off the shoulder top (found here and here) // white shorts // pink mules // ark bag // tassel earrings

 

I have two reasons why I started blogging. The first is I wanted to have a voice in the fashion world.  No one was taking a chance to hire me and I thought (know) I have something creatively valuable to say. I thought, why am I wasting my time on people who will not take a chance on me when I can take a chance on myself?  A few years ago I was working in retail, trying to make my way up to corporate, and someone said to me that I wouldn’t be able to get into corporate because I didn’t have a degree in fashion. My degree is in dance. My entire college experience was about thinking creatively, and aesthetically looking at things. My degree may be different from the standard fashion industry, but I have had a lifetime of fashion experience. My grandmother was a model and made her own clothes. I have spent my childhood running around in fabric stores and watching her sew clothes. She taught me the different types of fabrics and patterns. I fell in love with clothes at an early age, but didn’t realize it was my passion until later in my life.

So I started this blog to have a part (even a small tiny spot) in the fashion industry, or so I thought. Blogging became more than just finding a voice in the fashion industry, it became finding my own voice in life. This blog has allowed me to be myself. I guess I truly started this blog to find who I am. A place that I can throw all of my ideas out; my dreams and fears and passion into one place. I have learned more about myself in the last 3 years than I ever have.  I have become  more confident and assertive in who I am and my opinions. During my teen years, and especially in college and after college, I started to loose myself a little. I held myself back in fear of rejection and not being good enough. I even held myself back from succeeding to not hurt someone else’s feelings, or to not open myself up to hurtful comments. I cared too much what others thought. You are always going to be too much or too little for someone. I stopped caring about that, or at least trying to stop. In college and after college, I went through a personal rough patch. I was just screaming for someone to understand me and let me be myself. Blogging has allowed me, opened up the opportunity for me to say, hey this is me!

In college through my study of dance I learned that there needs to be a reason for your movement. A dance is telling of a story, and the movements are the narrative of that story. Meaning the movements need to flow together and make sense. You can’t just kick your leg in the air– why are you kicking your leg in the air? Why did you go left instead of right. You can tailor this thought to clothes. Looking at fashion as a form of art and expression. Each outfit you wear everyday is telling of how you feel that day. But this idea needs to go beyond clothing, this is how we all should live our lives. Why are you in the career you are currently in? What is the story, the reasoning behind it? My reasoning, my story, is I started this blog to find myself and I did. Now I am sharing it with the world.

 

 

 

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