Tee, Belt, Bracelets: The Limited
Skirt: Old Navy
Black (elephant) necklace: Forever 21
Blue (flower) necklace: ??? gift??
Flip flops: Simply Vera c/o Kohl's
Growing up, I used to wear jeans and a tshirt on a daily basis. When I was in 7th grade, one of my "friends" (I use the term loosely; acquaintance/neighbro would be more appropriate) wanted to give me a "makeover". So, we went to the mall, and she tried to pick out clothes for me. This essentially consisted of her dragging me to American Eagle and similar stores, and trying to force me to buy what was on the tables. I appeased her by buying an orange gingham button up. Little would I know how much I regretted buying in three sizes bigger than I needed. [I still have yet to own a gingham button up. I feel so deprived. First world problems much?]
Point being, I obviously ended up expanding my wardrobe, but I couldn't (and still can't) help but fall back on jeans and tshirts, or a good black or white top with a colorful bottom. Lately I've been wondering whether what I am wearing is really my style, or if I'm just wearing someone else's style. Do you have ever have exi-style-ential (existential) crises?