I don't have to worry if my clavicles gleam like Kate Moss's, because the collar of my shirt covers them. I don't have to compare my thighs to Gwyneth Paltrow's, since I cover them with a properly fitting skirt that covers my knees.
When I look at this photograph, I see an innocent young girl who looks stylish, comfortable and appropriate. Rules are rules, but I do wonder a little about the mindset of someone who sees anything else.
When I was a kid watching the Jetsons, I thought that the early 2000’s would come complete with flying cars. Instead, we got a bunch of faddish celeb-driven trends that don't exactly hold up in the cold light of early 2013.
A friend asked me what she should wear to an upcoming job interview and I gave her some suggestions. Then I thought I might as well put down my Do’s and Don’ts for job interview style – the gospel according to moi, if you will.
It was time to clean out the closet, drastically and once-and-for-all. I was sick of feeling as if my clothes owned me. I know ten pieces sounds pretty draconian, but more minimal is always more peaceful.