Today, rather than a rant or a piece of advice I would like to tell a story, It's story time. This story is that of my wardrobe. Along with myself, my wardrobe has changed so much but I am not proud (on any level) of the clothes I wore only a few years ago.
1. The kid age. Everyone has this, it's when your parents dress you. Mine dressed me in little frocks with frills but to be honest it is better than dressing your child in a track suit. My favourite item at this time was my first pair of heels. I remember they were one inch (and that is big for someone who was 1 m) and pink! I was 4, so it was quite young to have heels, but I loved them so much.
2. The year 7 phase. (Shiver). This is the phase I am least proud of and I certainly am never going back. My wardrobe consisted of what I now call the dreaded 3: Abercrombie, Hollistrr, and Juicy Couture. So, perhaps one of these items aren't bad.. But everything I wore was from these brands. I even had Juicy Couture pants, which I would wear with my matching Juicy Couture track suit on top of a bright pink Hollister t-shirt. Ew.
2. The Cath Kidston phase. Maybe I didn't wear Cath Kidston, but I was obsessed with Cath Kidston. I had the spots, flowers, the sewing book, the pencil case, the manicure set. EVERYTHING. My chair was even Cath Kidston (I actually still have that chair but I have reupholstered it is a purple suede- do not threat). Although, on a side note I do think that Cath Kidston is adorable for country cottages.
3. The Topshop phase. I still buy things from Topshop- I know I wrote a post on how it was heading down hill but it's on it's way back up again. However, my whole wardrobe was Topshop. People would ask me "Ooh.. Where's that from?" and I would always say "Topshop." Eventually the would either stop asking because they knew the answer or they would ask rhetorically and reply themselves.
4. Now. I buy from a lot of place at the moment, perhaps my wardrobe does majorities in Zara but I think it is good to have a bit of everything (nice).
At the moment, I like my style and I hope that it has come to a good standing point. But who knows, I could hate it in a few years time.
But why does fashion change so much within one individual person? Who knows, but I call it fashion evolution.
Lots of Love,