welcome to wednesday, where we say together in one united
dress for the day you want to have,
not the one that’s trying to have you.
today and every wednesday, i invite you to link arms, blogs, and instagrams in solidarity. here’s to setting the tone for the days we desire with the clothes we pull from the closet!
i got to spend some time this weekend with my youngest sister elena. lucky, lucky me.
with 11 years and a sister between us, it’s not often that we get to eat and shop and ride in the car and sleep in the hotel and just be the two bookend sisters together.
she helped me pick out this sweater, complete with jack rabbits, at a store i never would have thought to shop in at thirteen.
as we shopped away time between her soccer games, i noticed something significant about the two of us, and i’d like to submit some photographic evidence to support my theory.
this is elena in year 13 of her life:
this is me at the same age:
now i might be blinded from the glare of those braces, but i think i see a style baton being passed on to the younger generation that wasn’t available to the first.
maybe it’s just that at this moment, what she’s wearing is so on trend and fantastic, that we’ll look back and think of it with the same hilarious disdain i feel for that heart-made-of-hearts t-shirt. that could be true. we all think we’re doing it right in the moment, don’t we?
but i feel like there’s more on the table here. when elena told me that she and her friends talked about “dress for the day” like it was a thing apart from the blogosphere, i could tell that she meant it. i could tell that she was channeling all the anxiety that comes with growing up a girl into things she could feel good about. i could tell that she benefited from having two college-aged guardian-style-angels in her formative years.
i could also tell that she’s all sorts of fearless. she isn’t chained to one store like i was at thirteen, for fear of betraying the american eagle. she cares, just enough, about her appearance, and it seems she cares for the right reasons. for the way she feels in a shirt her sisters told her they loved or a necklace i got her for christmas from a shop her friends could never find online.
if all my awkward years dressing for all the wrong days taught me was how to pass on a different clothes-to-self-relationship to elena, then give me that heart-of-hearts t-shirt again and again.
in the meantime, in the now, i’ll be wearing the jack rabbit sweater she loved, and hopefully making her laugh her skinny little butt off.
what style secrets did you learn from your sisters or friends before you?
who makes you dress fearlessly?
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