Because my brain power is on reserve for non-blog-related pursuits this week, I will simply defer to these envy-inducing images of Joan Smalls frolicking on a beach and generally living the dream for us all.
Talking Yohji Yamamoto, and the freedom that comes with not caring 90% of the time about your clothes, saving your energy for worthier pursuits (like reading to the point of exhaustion).
If, like me, you find yourself occasionally dreading all the dress-up days, the crowds, the fuller bellies, etc. that the tinsel trifecta (Nov-Dec-Jan) is known for, it might help to alter your perspective a bit, change a simple habit like what you wear or where you go—to redefine the coming months for yourself.
Today I’m harping on Thanksgiving, keeping your head up amidst its chaos, and treating yourself to both comfort food and comfortable clothes.
Welcome to a new series titled Monday Muse–a space for my quick, unedited ramblings on a certain theme/idea/notion that’s currently inspiring me from the worlds of art, fashion, music, or otherwise. First up: a vague sense of androgyny.