For those of you who don’t know, I am that girl-who-doesn’t-wear-pants. Some of you may sneer, some of you may laugh, and some of you may even secretly admire my ability to live season to season in spandex. But hey, who’s wearing the pants in this relationship?
My name is Anna and I am a sophomore at Barnard College, majoring in Art History and minoring in all things stretchy. This summer I adopted a new trend and went full throttle for the maxi dress. I love maxi dresses and maxi skirts because they are comfortable, yet garner several second glances.
For as long as I can remember, every Sunday, I anticipate reading Bill Cunningham’s style section of the New York Times. I admire his ability to wade through the ebb and flow of New York City life and pinpoint sartorial consistencies in a city with such diverse people. I draw inspiration not only from Cunningham, but also several online fashion bloggers who manage to crystallize moments in the ever-changing world of fashion. Among my most-frequented sites are: The Sartorialist, Jak and Jil, FashionSquad, FashionToast, The Man Repeller, and Cupcakes and Cashmere. While each of these bloggers inspire me, I am equally inspired by those around me. Living in New York, I am exposed to the tastes of those unafraid to strut their stuff. What I admire most in any given city slicker (or suburban superstar) is the ability to shed any inhibition and take a risk. I try not to take myself too seriously, and I applaud others who do the same.
I believe that a sense of style and an appreciation for fashion is powerful. The versatility of all things material allow for endless expression and creativity. I love to express myself and I approach fashion no differently than I would a canvas – as each individual brush stroke plays an equally vital role in any finished piece – each garment in an outfit is crucial to creating a complete ensemble. Style allows any Fashionista/o to escape his or her reality. Fashion is an escape, a catalyst to any fantasy.
My love for fashion materialized when I entered preschool. My hair was very short, so I improvised by tying scarves to my short locks. To this day, I still love scarves! I may be delusional, but even in the most dire I-just-woke-up-and-went-to-the-library-in-my-pajamas situation; a scarf can be a lazy day savior. Whether you love or loathe scarves and leggings, I hope you enjoy my posts!