Dressing up the Dictionary: Reset

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I’m hitting the reset button. My explorations as of late have really propelled me to get off my ass and just do what I know best; content creating. My head got so messed up in the past few months thinking about the direction I want to take this blog of mine. Us creatives get so saturated in ourselves it’s hard to just put yourself out there for fear of not being perfect. If those were words to live by buildings wouldn't have been built, books wouldn't have been published, artwork wouldn't be exhibited and there wouldn't be anything to draw inspiration from. 

So what’s new? The whole dayum thing, that’s what. Welcome to a new look with new features to delve into every week. You’ll find me reviewing the variety of art and design happenings which London has to offer, sharing my stance on styling current trends and a “Weekly Viewpoint” sharing opinions on our modern day happenings regarding anything and everything with like minded (and non-like minded alike) individuals. 

But hey, I haven't forgotten the concept I began with - I’m still making it my business to “Dress up the Dictionary,” word by word. Starting with this one. Reset looks like this to me, having taken a break, I used the time to reassess where I am at with my style and incorporating both new with the old. The old being that I have decided to touch back in with my monochrome/neutral palette. As for the new, it’s me having noted the word which comes up most when others describe my style; polished. I’m applying it to looks that would ordinarily have an all together different tone to them and making them my own (also it’s low-key the fact that I've caught the trainer bug and want to incorporate them into what is my signature style). Think clean and structured meets feminine with-and most importantly-my personal touch of polished. 

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I’m drawing inspiration from those buildings, those books and all that art and collectively creating a space where you can see those aspects come together. Whether that be through my style or my thoughts or the both intwined, this is my content and I am creating it. 

A.x

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Boot Season Commence

Boot season has commenced and being the Autumn baby that I am, I’m all in. I actually started purchasing a few pairs ahead of the cooler months which is probably an indication of how desperate I am for my favourite season to come around. Thank you sun and thank you heat but I am so ready for knitwear, jackets, coats and plenty of different boots. Here are a few I have, plan to have and am obsessing over for AW19. 

Dressing up the Dictionary: Discomfort

I wish I could say that a little bit of discomfort doesn't hurt, but it does. Well, that depends entirely on what we are talking about, in this case I am referring to human interactions. They have the propensity to make you feel so painfully uncomfortable. I have decided that I am going to take to task my approach on what comfort means to me. Just like you can’t have light without seeing the dark, you can't gauge what you're truly comfortable with without going through something uncomfortable.

It’s no secret I am a major introvert, as introverted as one can get basically. As a result it doesn't really come naturally to me to know how to be in social settings. I mean, I don't do stupid things in place of “normal” things, it’s that I don't know what to do at all. Legiterally I’m the kinda gal you'll find quietly observing a situation rather than getting all up in your face. Through interacting with new people lately I have learnt that my INFJ self has built a massive protective wall around me. I don't even put myself out there enough to feel any discomfort, perpetually living in a bubble of my own making. 

Seriously, how do I know for sure that the comfort I have been living with for 25 years is real when it could be because I have been protecting myself against the things that have brought me such discomfort in the past?… I mean, is it REALLY comfort or is it fear? To answer simply; it is largely fear based. I am afraid of being hurt, being rejected and not being liked. So what do I do to not feel those things? Just avoid any situation which may cause them. Obvs. 

Alas, that will be no longer. I have slowly but surely been putting myself out there, doing things I wouldn't ordinarily, even when it has sent me into internal anxiety overdrive. Through any discomfort I am seeing how valuable it is to hold myself in high esteem and understand my boundaries. That within itself is a challenge, because it forces me to see outside of my black and white thinking. Which leads me to this words look; an expression of what is comfort to me in all its monochrome glory. While I embark upon my journey to a grey space, I can at least outwardly project what I am comfortable in, right?

A.x 

Dressing up the Dictionary: Aloof

Switch off. Shut down. Isolate. Disengage. Whatever you want to call it, it’s all a part of being aloof.

I have found myself in this mode for various different reasons. As I sit down to write this, I am feeling an overwhelming sense of wanting to hide away and honestly just not bother. It very rarely has anything to do with having no motivation or willingness to engage, it’s actually quite the opposite. Believe me, I want to, for the better of myself and my future pursuits, but sometimes the world we live in and the people around us leave me feeling at a loss about how to do it.

Over the years, I've learnt how to force myself to take part in all the things I need to even when I don't want to. Buuut there are times when you just can’t keep up the facade anymore. Ironically, even when I am not intentionally being aloof I somehow give off the impression I am, however, it’s for a far more deeper reason like being catastrophically depressed. Either way, I guess it has a part to play in my existence whether I want it to or not.

This time round, I find myself asking “why is there a total lack of honesty and transparency in so many layers of my life?” Everywhere I turn there is never ending confusion whether that is at home, with individuals at work and in my social life or with my blogging pursuits on social media. Where do the lies end? When do things start to make sense? How do I stay really really true to myself?

I don't have the answers to the above questions and I don't consider myself a saint in the matter either. Because of all these things it really isn't any wonder why one would like to turn off the switch button, shut down the mind from external exposure, live in a cocoon of isolation and disengage with “reality.” Consider this look a fashionable take on the conspicuously uninvolved, if you will.

A.x

Shop the look:

  1. Patent Trench Coat, Similar here (RAINS at net-a-porter.com)

  2. Flared Black Jeans, J brand, Similar here

  3. Black Cropped Sweater, J Crew, Similar here (& Other Stories)

  4. Platform Leather Boots, Zara (on sale now!)

  5. Sunglasses, Le specs Similar here

Dressing up the Dictionary: Expectations

It’s a New year and I have a whole new set of expectations. They can fall flat or be exceeded and until things happen you forever live in the unknown. I used to get the worst anxiety about a year ending and not knowing what was going to happen, but not this time. 2018, to quote Ariana Grande, thank you, next. I am so ready for all the challenges I will face this year, especially because I have found my footing with what I want for myself. So what is it exactly that I expect in the year to come, you ask?

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What I learnt last year is there really are two things which remain a constant: change and of course, your expectations. In fact, they totally work hand in hand. Everything you expect is always changing but you have them nonetheless. Of course, change is an inevitable fate and it doesn’t cease to exist. What 2018 really opened my eyes up to is the notion of “anything can happen.” It was the things I least expected (or didn’t at all for that matter) which changed so much for me, including what I expected from myself.

I expect to push myself outside of my comfort zones, to try and explore the things I love doing and not stay home so much (as cosy as it is), to learn, to love and most importantly I expect to be valued and to value myself.

I am excited to see where this year takes me, especially now that I have embarked on this blogging journey. At the beginning of 2018, I didn’t anticipate I would be doing what I am doing now. But by the end of 2019, with my new path and a clearer direction, I expect to see a growth from the hard work I put into writing (and shopping hahaha) in my pursuit to dress up the Dictionary. Plus, it means I get to hang out in très très chic places like this one (The Hari) which always makes for a great photo. For this words look I wanted to portray what expectations can look like in literal way. Just your every day jumper and jeans but with the addition of those red bottoms as a symbol of what I expect for myself; the very best.

A.x

Shop the Look:

  1. Pink Mohair Jumper, H&M

  2. Straight Leg Jeans, Topshop, Similar here

  3. Pointed Sling back heels, Christian Louboutin, Similar here

  4. Necklace assortment: Amelia Pendant - Cinco Store, Zodiac Pendant - Vanity&Rose, Mother of Pearl Pendant - Astley Clarke , Chanel Pendant from a selection at the Bond St Boutique