When I first started my blogging journey, I found that the hardest challenge I had to overcome before identifying as a full-fledged fashion writer was understanding what style personally meant to me. Back then, I thought it was bursts of color and patterns that made your jaw drop. I thought that if an outfit best fit the eccentric streets of Harajuku, it was the pinnacle of fashion. But as I rearranged the influences around me, I found my interests realigning too.
It’s no secret that traveling is one of the many ways that one can acquire different bodies of knowledge through a personalized and highly enjoyable experience. Through these escapades, people are able to learn about different cultures, distinct language patterns, unique sights, and all kinds of globally recognized dishes. The more you travel, the more you learn about yourself– what piques your interest and what doesn’t— like a nomadic hit or miss.
Every little girl has dreamed of becoming a princess, and this little girl right here is no different. But what sets me aside from all the past Cinderella-To-Bes out there is that that desire to flounce around in a big, fluffy skirt never quite died down.
Eighteen. The ripening year. The end of what has passed, and the start of forever.
With the 21st century Internet users spearheading the “clothes have no gender” movement, we’ve been graced with some of the most badass yet unconventional outfits coming from our favorite style icons.