Let me start this blog post by saying that we have ALL made mistakes. Some of them are catastrophic mistakes (like the time I decided to cut my own fringe in Singapore), and others are minor misdemeanours (like wearing matching overalls to the shopping centre with your best friend). Either way, when I look back over the years of my life in terms of fashion revolutions, there are some epic face-palm moments.
I think of myself as blessed to have so many great friends. I don’t have a huge group who all hang out together. Instead, I’ve been fortunate enough to pick up some priceless gems here and there along the journey of life.
Try as I may (and let’s be honest, I don’t try very hard at all), I find it impossible to stop reverting back to a certain style of clothing. It amazes me that I own anything that isn’t pink, floaty, floral or has a bow.
It must be said, I haven’t owned a backpack since my last day of school over 12 years ago. In the years since I’ve probably had Occassion to use every other type of bag known to man, but never a backpack.
I always hear people talking about their “wardrobe basics”. They go on about deliberately selecting pieces that act as the foundation to build a great wardrobe on. I’ve seen so many spreads and guides in magazines over the years, but to be honest this concept completely eludes me.