(risto trench, vintage blouse, eleven objects collar gift from the brand, rodarte x oc leather apron, dries van noten shoes)
What are roots? What is home? What is this notion of permanence, of "settling down", of comfort and stability and roof over one's head to call one's own? What do these things mean to you? I can't really say that it means anything to me. As a child our family moved many times, my time was balanced between my mother's arms and my grandparent's tender care, between states our family both fled and journeyed to. Now that I am grown I am more nomadic than ever. Living in places from two months to a year, never quite longer than a year and a half.
As someone who lacks the feeling of home, it has become imperative that I create my own. It is my own cerebral plane that is the summation of my influences and experiences and the best possible version of my aesthetics. It's that place that your mind wanders to just before you fall asleep. It is hazy magickal dreamscapes, it is Ellie Arroway's Vega exoplanet, it is the lush environments that Liz Fraser creates simply with the sound of her voice. It is The Verve's Beautiful Mind, it is nonrepresentational reality, it is this Risto moon trench coat, it is The Fade. And lately I am less interested in adhering to a look, I'm more interested in exploring that place, my home, through my outfits. Capturing my dreams with pastel colors and hazy prints and things that bend light in interesting ways. Like this outfit, which took me out on a date night with my love last Friday.
Favorite vintage printed blouse with Eleven Objects jeweled latex (!) FW12 collar that was a far too generous present from the brand. I'm deeply humbled by this thoughtful gift. It is dreamy, translucent latex that fits right at home with my aesthetic these days. In love.
That all probably sounded very pretentious, but I don't know, my style is changing and evolving and I get a weird sense of relief when I wear something that feels like home. Like my brain is saying "oh, this is how I am supposed to look, this is how I am supposed to express myself to the world." Do you feel ever get that feeling?