When did I become the girl wearing head-to-toe neutrals?
Now I know I'm rocking a leopard print, but if you know me, you know that one pop of leopard print is like reluctantly dipping one toe in the sartorial swimming pool.
I used to see myself as somewhat of a fashion chameleon. Wearing layers of furs, leathers, and as many prints as my body could handle all at once. Nothing was off-limits, or too-overdone. Now getting dressed is about grabbing that one crocheted sweater, those easy-to-wear neural kitten-heeled sandals, and my fave cross-body bag (because carrying a big tote is just too much effort!).
If I can't put it together in 5 minutes, and wear it all day long, it is not happening.
I've often asked myself gloomily, "Are you growing up?", but I don't think so. Grown ups don't wear the same crocheted sweater everyday and consider a leopard mini skirt as a part of their professional wardrobe. I think my current style reflects a moment in fashion unlike any other. In a society in which most professional industries have been dominated by cisgendered straight men, fashion increasingly goes against this paradigm. More than ever before, women's fashion is for women by women, and that's important.
In the wise words of Snoop Dogg, "It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none."
And seriously, what's fun about fashion if you're not being yourself?