I decided to leave an empty space or two free every month on my content calendar for random posts like this one, posts where nothing’s been really planned out. Like a tribute to the old times of fashion blogging (I sound like my mom, I know), when we simply uploaded photos of our looks and talked about them, even though I’ve never been too good at talking “clothes” — I feel like I don’t have much to say, just something along the lines of “hi, this dress is from X and the shoes from Y, they’re so comfy, the end”.
So I’m going to treat these seemingly pointless posts like my personal diary entries. In what seems like a white canvas I’ll pour out the boring and monotonous bits of my life because nope, I don’t have an interesting life at all (I just decided to share the highlights on social media like everybody else).
Ok but let me talk about the look first
(Did I really say that after saying I don’t have much to say about clothes? LOL).
I bought this dress in Stockholm, in one of their amazing thrift stores. And every time I wear it, I feel like I’m back there, you know, and that somehow calms the travel-eager beast inside of me, understanding that this situation is temporary, that it too ‘shall pass’, that we’ll go back sometime to what we deemed ‘normal’ before.
Have you stopped to think about the stories behind the clothes you wear? The dress you wore on your first date with your significant other, the shoes you wore to walk all the way down to Portobello market, the perfume you used when you graduated college.
I love those stories, even though they can also be a double-edged sword.
I want to tell you more about my particular stories with clothes. Not all my garments have them, but I’m sure more than half of them do. Would you like to hear them? I can even bring out really ugly, bad quality photos from back then to illustrate the stories better.
Dress, second hand (Sweden)
Necklace, second hand (Argentina)
OTK socks, Forever21
Shoes, bought in Sweden (forgot the brand)
Looking at these shoes, here’s something I learnt very late in my traveling experience: be aware your feet are going to be hella swollen if you ever go shoe shopping overseas! I can’t believe I didn’t think of this as I was paying off these shoes in size 41 (no, it’s not a typo) when I’m really a size 40! 😂 Imagine how silly I felt when I got home and they were big af. Luckily they don’t look ridiculous and they’re perfectly walking material, but I can assure you this will NEVER happen to me again hahahah.