So this blog is supposed to be about my, so to speak, "passion for fashion." To understand my fashion philosophies, however, is to understand me: I dress how I feel, or more likely, I dress how I want to feel.
Never having been a supporter of the college student's excuse for a wardrobe--sweatpants and a messy bun--I denounce the lazy look not because I have an extra three hours in the morning to primp or because I care more about how I look than I do about my classes or because I have piles of money to spend on a sweatpant-less wardrobe. (And let's get real, I couldn't even pull off the messy bun if I wanted to because of the super fierce short haircut I maintain that requires either a disciplined routine of everyday styling or a hat, which is perfectly acceptable if my bangs are long enough so that covering up my fiery do doesn't make me look like a cancer patient.)
I don't recommend the messy bun and sweatpants look (yoga pants if you're feeling fancy!) matter-of-factly because doing so sets a standard of laziness for the rest of that day, week, or decade...if you're really in a rut. Now I'm not saying I sleep in heels, garden in my little black cocktail dress or dress to whatever other absurd assumptions trail the well dressed minority, but I usually dress to set a standard for how well my day is going to go.
There's some food for thought for your day.
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