SomeoneLikeYou Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Orange Lace Dress: Fig Leaf.
Point Necklace: Thrifted.
Oxfords: Clothing swap, originally via F21.
Hat: c/o OASAP.
The further away I am from the experience, the more fondly I look upon my last semester studying abroad. I flip through little mementos or will sometimes see something on Facebook about Florence (Katy P. was recently there at the exact Gucci museum I visited) and get a tinge of sadness. I do miss it.
I think though what I'm finding (and everyone says this) that coming back from studying abroad is harder than the actual experience sometimes. For me, just like my trip, it's not hard in the way most students experience. They long again for the free lifestyle of doing what they want in a city where it seems there are no limits on food, adventure, or people. For me though, I just am finding such a hard readjustment to this person I've become since living over there.
Specifically with my style. It is all over the place and every morning I almost dread getting dressed because I know I won't be able to come up with anything that makes me feel good/I'm satisfied with. I cannot undo the experiences of the places I saw, people I studied, and brands I was exposed to over there. Mixing all that with the style I had before that felt "so me" I come out with a mishmash mess of confusing elements that lack cohesion. I can't decide and frankly don't know who I want to be, and I haven't had this frustrating phase in my 'style' since I was first introduced to fashion in the 7th grade, embarking on finding my personal style.
It's somewhat disheartening as a "personal style blogger" to not know what the heck you're doing right now when people expect things from you. I'm sure you all have noticed the lack of outfit posts on here recently, and although I do them because I love them, there is still a guilty part inside of me because I'm not doing technically what people "read my blog for." I'm not an expert on makeup, I can't really write all that engagingly, and my every day photos are sub-par. So, I've always stuck with putting outfits together; mixing, matching, and styling. But it seems when I can't even do that...I feel lost.
I know I'll dig my way out of what seems like a crater of a style rut, but for now the transitioning process is hard and something I feel like I (too repetitively) speak about on here. But I feel like it's important I suppose to talk about these huge, monumental shifts in style because they define a new era of ourselves. I'm scared for this new era and feel helplessly unequipped; but in the end I'll be the girl I aspire to be and that is worth it. x
With much love, Lauren.