As a child, did you ever delve into a family members’ wardrobe and have a full-fledged dress-up session? I’ve heard countless, and might I add, humorous stories from friends about invading the wardrobes of their older siblings. Unfortunately, I don’t get the pleasure of reminiscing over ‘that time my older sister nearly self-imploded upon finding me prancing around in her Dior haute couture from the then-latest spring collection’ because I, ladies and gentlemen, was an only child until the age of twelve. So, who’s wardrobe is a young, curious, and artistically-inclined little girl supposed to raid without an older sister to victimize? Well, as you smart snickerdoodle cookies may have guessed (or read from the title), it was none other than my mother dearest (cue the innocent smile and batting of the lashes). <<click below for full version>>
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I would suppose that it only seems logical that my first post on the blog be in some form of an informal introduction. Yes? No? Either way, I’m sticking to my shiny toy guns and going with it. I think that it is clear to those of you who are reading this that I have an especially high regard for style and fashion- and if it wasn’t clear before, it should be now. With that being said, my passion for these drastically different, yet complementary, concepts is built on the fundamental philosophies that regard the very essence of their raw core and purest form of meaning. Let me further clarify. <<click below for full version>>
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