La Musica

Post #1: It's hard to describe one's personal style and love for clothes when the world is full of so many beautiful creations. My personal style doesn't have a concrete definition because it's always changing and evolving through time. Much to my father's dismay my closet always seems to grow and mature from year to year, acquiring so many beautiful peices and getting rid of those I've outgrown. I'm constantly going through my clothes reorganizing, adding, and evaluating things. It seems like everytime I move, pack and unpacking all my clothes, I find things I haven't worn in a long time, things I've forgotten I love, things I definitley need to get rid of but can't seem to part with and things that bring back memories. Clothes are so representative of memories for me, I found an old button down shirt that I stole from a past boyfriend the other day, that often ends up on my back at bedtime, or when i'm lounging around in leggings, a messy bun and my glasses. It reminded me of so many things we did together and what I loved about him. Another day I pulled out a beautiful floor length Calvin Klein dress that I wore to a formal event for work and the magic of the night came fluttering in as I carefully placed it back in it's garment bag. Yes clothes are just replaceable objects but they are the object of my affection, the excitment of my day and the music of my life.
Outfit: Jeans: 7's for all mankind, Top: pearl vintage top from Heritage by Forver 21 Cardigan: Jcrew. Photo Cred: Kelly Ruge.