top: Banana Republic outlet // skirt: thrifted // tights: Nordstrom Rack // booties: Wanted shoes last year
As a young teenager -- 13, 14, 15 -- I was more concerned with fitting in than nearly anything else. I hated going back to school shopping before school started because I was afraid I would buy things that no one else had. (heaven forbid!) I preferred to do a little bit of shopping, then scope out the trends the first day or two (and my trends, I mean what my classmate were wearing in my suburban junior high) and then convince my mother to head back to mall. (Thank you Mom for putting up with that.)
I was completely brand conscious. I had to have a sparkly hisbiscus shirt from Roxy. And I had to have jeans from Mudd (remember those?). If I posted outfits on a blog back then-- guaranteed it would look nearly identical to the outfits posted by the classmates I so envied.
I'm not sure when I decided that I was going to dress for myself. And I'm not sure when I really began to own it. Yes, I do care what others think, it's something I constantly struggle with, but for the most part, I dress for me-- what makes me feel good. And that includes pairing thrifted, pleated maroon skirts with a plaid button-up. I'm not sure what my 13-year-old self would say to me if she saw this look, but I know would I would tell her: don't get so caught up in it all. Wear (and be) what you want.
p.s. linking up to the pleated poppy and style elixir