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7. What is the most transformative conversation you have ever had on the subject of fashion or style?
I started asking - and listening - to my boyfriend's opinions and compliments about what he thinks looks good on me. He has a knack for discerning not only what looks like 'me' but also what brings out my natural beauty.
I was chatting with my mom about how some people honest to goodness just wear their hearts in their sleeves, and how others hide behind their clothes. I’m the former, and she is most definitely the latter. I came up with my clothing mantra, I suppose: dress to express.
It was the one I had with myself while I was decluttering my wardrobe. I definitely figured out that I had a distinct style from the consistency and composition of my unworn clothes.
striped colored socks from H&M. Color pop coming from the sock is 👌🏽
Probably the aforementioned one with my friend in high school. Maybe some with my twin sister as well, but nothing specific really comes to mind. Once she told me I looked like a garden gnome in my doofy shoes, but I laughed and still wore them, so not much came from that. Also I got a free wallet with those shoes, so they were like pretty lucky.
See above at 4.
I thought everyone cared about how they looked liked and dressed until I asked one of my friends why they put no effort in how they look- clothes, hair and makeup. They said it's because they don't believe n outward appearances coming before the inner person. I don't believe this to be true and it bugs me that they think that way
I can't name a specific conversation, but any time I got to talk to my friend/mentor who is a stylist in LA. She really encouraged me to be what I want and let what I wear be a reflection of that.
when i was on the internet looking at clothes i like with my friends
I chat a little bit with sales man about the quality of the clothes.
I have had lots of conversations about my personal style, and which fashion senses fit different personalities. These kinds of questions are always so interesting for me.
I have never engaged in such a conversation. I do, however, steer clear of women who dress as if they are millionaires (e.g., over-dressed), are dressed for the corporate workplace (i.e., stiff & stifled), or those who dress in a thrown together frumpy outfit.
My friends confronted me and helped me see that I need to be strong and look nice
I'm not sure.
i should try to dress life a girl ...
not look dumb ...
and maybe to look like i'm going to a party and not to some sports competition.
i listened to an episode of this american life featuring lindy west and i believe another writer who were talking about women and weight and bodies. and i think it was lindy's piece where she just was like, you know what? I'm allowed to take up space.
Onlne with women of size
I've never had that kind of conversation...
Not a conversation... But I respect women who wear anything they like and don't bother to think too much if the clothes actually look good on them.
I haven't had that conversation yet, but I'm looking forward to it.
I think with my aunt at 16 perhaps, when I was starting to rebel against the convent school uniform style of dressing - not the school uniform, but that we all looked exactly the same. I didn't need skinny jeans and boots in Delhi summers, I wanted - of course, cotton floaty dresses and muslin tunics. I had the luxury of a massive amazing closet and learnt early about custom tailoring and alterations.. With her - discussing what I like, what suits me and why I don't have to dress exactly like my best friends - these principles are still things I live by.
I havent had one yet
With Theresa (good friend) about dressing as a director's assistant
There have been a few. I think just not giving a shit about visible panty lines, wearing whatever colors and patterns you want together is liberating and any restraint on that mixing is stupid, and having an outfit fit a mood "So fall!" "Madeline realness," "Very Lolita," have been some of them.
Realizing that also my boyfriends Style is important to me.
I remember when I was about 13 Mum was adamant that I should wear for school mufti-day the clothes that my Aunty had sent me from Gap in London. I wasn't a huge fan of the clothes - a pair of flared jeans and a retro Adidas tracksuit style jacket that was red and white. Looking back, they were seriously cool clothes, but at the time they were so different to the kinds of clothes that my image-obssessed 13 year old friends were wearing (including me most of the time). I remember Mum and I having this huge argument - me telling her that I would look so stupid and be mocked by all of my mates, and her telling me that I shouldn't dress the same as everyone else and should want to have and be proud of having my own distinct style. I begrudgingly went to school in the clothes I thought were "lame", and while at the time I didn't agree with a word that Mum said to me, that conversation has stuck with me. And so much of it now rings true. I remember thinking Mum was so stupid when I caught a girl looking my outfit up and down as I got on the bus and smirking at me. But now I know Mum was right - I was definitely the best dressed at school that day, people just didn't realise the value of individual style at the tender age of 13!
The realization you only need 30 great items instead of 100 mediocre ones to have a great wardrobe.