2024-11-14
50 分钟My relationship to clothing and fashion over the years is weirdly similar to my relationship to dating and romance over the years.
It started when I was young, in my early teens, and off the bat, it was toxic, Okay?
I was trying stuff, getting hurt in the process, wasting a lot of resources, failing, constantly frustrated, constantly confused, constantly self sabotaging in big and small ways, doing things that I would cringe at three to six months later, a mess, okay?
I was a mess in fashion and in romance.
And that was the case for many years.
I spent many years in a phase of trial and error in fashion and in love.
And weirdly enough, recently, both things at pretty much the same time have been figured out.
I really think that my relationship to clothing and fashion and my relationship to romance and dating is finally in a state of health for possibly the first time in my life.
I don't know if it's a coincidence that these two things happened at the same time, but let me tell you, it's a delight.
It's a delight.
Today, we will not be discussing the romance half of this conversation.
We'll be focusing in on the fashion half of this conversation.
For many years, I was in this mindset of consume, consume, consume, consume.
The more clothes, the merrier.
The more different aesthetics that I experiment with, the better.
The more color palettes I have available to me in my wardrobe, the better.
The more accessories I have, the better.
The more I have, the better.
It was all about excess.
My fashion mentality was just excess.