I have a secret to tell you. It is the secret to having killer style. It’s like an ACTUAL secret of the “secret society of the stylish” passed down to me by an elder member of the club. And now that I am privy to this classified information, I too am a member of the club. And obviously the whole idea of a secret society is that like, it’s members aren’t really supposed to reveal the super exclusive secrets of the club…or else everyone will have it all figured out and they won’t be so special or powerful anymore. But I will tell you anyway. It’s CON-FI-DENCE. In other words: sell it, sister. I knooooow…kinda cliché. But seriously I am telling you confidence is KEY, people. Confidence is all about trusting your gut; not worrying about whether or not you nicely fit into some arbitrary archetype that the media tells you best represents your particular psychographic. Just do YOU. Do you as if your damn life depended on it and then…you will be the baddest bitch on the block. Now of course, all this confidence talk leaves you with one burning thought, “Easier said than done, gurl.” I know, I know. I also read this quote the other day that, regardless of how confident one may be, can be really comforting to hear: "The greater the artist, the greater the doubt. Perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.” SO if you ever find your confidence is wavering...just remember that it's obviously because you are a brilliant artist. BOOM BABY
Thrifted sweater. Zara shorts. Thrifted pumps. PS- I dyed my hurr!
Until next time,