One of the questions I’m most commonly asked is, “How would you describe your signature style?”
Honestly? I have no idea.
I often struggle with articulating the appropriate answer to this, though I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because style isn’t something you can boil down to three words? At least, mine isn’t. Or is it? Is yours?
That’s a lot of alliterative words for a Monday morning, so let’s take a sip of coffee (or wine, if it’s 5 p.m. where you are) and get to the point.
You might have noticed, but I’ve strayed a bit from my edgier ensembles. I’ve been wearing more lace pieces, pretty maxi dresses and a little less black-on-black. I’ve even sprinkled in a handful of preppy prints! [Pause for reaction.]
I’ve read that you become like the people you spend the most time with, so while I can shift partial blame to Jessica, Carly and Julia, perhaps it’s just my style evolving ever-so-slightly with the seasons. Does this happen to you, too?
Here’s one thing I know for certain: My outfits have to be functional. Have to be. Style doesn’t define me as a person, but it does play a huge role in reflecting my personality. And, like, if I’m on a self-imposed taxi cab strike and have to take the subway that day.
Some days I might be feeling ladylike, contemporary, or even bohemian, but my vibe is generally the same:
Lazy as fuck functional. (Hey, that one was three words!)
That’s exactly what I channeled over the weekend — at #GovBallNYC, it was a backpack and Nike’s. In Soho, a simple silky dress, a pair of walk-anywhere booties and a no fuss, no frills handbag.
How was yours?