When I was a kid, I thought I was super into fashion. I held on to every copy of Teen Vogue that came in the mail (a subscription that I begged for) (also remember when magazines were printed 10x a year??) and later moved over to Nylon. I took a fashion drawing class. I went to a weekend conference sponsored by Conde Nast. I interned for a CFDA-sponsored jewelry designer. It was all fun, at least until my other interests began to take precedent.
Fashion wasn’t something I ever considered pursuing as a career, especially in terms of designing. In my later years of high school and through college I lived in yoga pants and gym clothes, too busy to put an outfit together for just an ordinary day of classes and homework. But since graduating, I’ve worked some jobs that have had incredibly boring elements. There have been times where I haven’t felt creatively stimulated at all, and I think this is why I started caring about clothes again.
I majorly purged my closet this month, “reinventing” my style…finally feeling like I have a solid sense of what I like, what looks good on me, and what’s worth buying. It took me a long time to shift into a quality over quantity mindset, but instead of bingeing on Black Friday sales this year, I bought a few key, upscale pieces (still on sale, of course) that I know I’ll have and wear for years.
Working 40 hours a week in a job that doesn’t require a ton of creativity seems like something I will feasibly be doing for the rest of my life. So I should at least wear clothes that make me feel like myself.