new closet

I'm in the process of moving back home after spending four years going back and forth between my apartment in Boston and my mother's home in New Jersey. The person I've known the last four years is not the person who exists in my old high school bedroom in Jersey. I have collected so many journals, stray pieces of paper with notes on it, and clothes. These are all things I can never get rid of for they all carry some sort of sentimental value. They represent my growth from a slightly tomboyish, obnoxious, risk-taking teenager to a still slightly tomboyish, but confident, and well-informed young woman.

Aside from being reacquainted with my old self, it's been fun seeing the awful pieces of clothing I used to put myself into. For example, there are band tshirts sized kids 14-16 that I would wear as a senior in high school, rainbow tube-tops that scream adolescence, and I found so many polka dotted items to last me every day of the week.

I used to think I wore them so well. I suppose my style now is still extremely eclectic and not quite as sophisticated as I'd like. But I'm going to keep a style journal and try. See how well I transition into adulthood. I mean come on.. I'm only 21. I'm allowed to have fun still aren't I?


Below are my variations over the years of the skirt over tights look. A lot of me is still the same I guess. I'm just trying to readjust so that I don't look so crazy but can still be myself. I hope I keep this blog til I'm 30!


me in high school with more polka dots and .. I honestly don't know how my mother let me out of the house looking like this.


me at 18 with one of my favorite polka dot items. em love the hair.


Me very recently in London. I'm working on it. okay?