“Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without it To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art." ~ Bukowski
Sometimes I wonder why in the world I have a style blog. Is that what this is? Still.
For the most part I'm happy to share my love of it, "style" - that love is deep, btw - from the days of layering too many charm necklaces and pins on my denim jacket to get through airport security to the boho embroidered shorts I just changed into to sit down and write this post - style is something I have a serious thing for.
However, as commerce meets personal style and fashion becomes more corporate (hi to your new life/bye to your old Donna Karan) I find myself wandering off the path of that typically taken by someone in my sometimes 6 inch stilettos (uhm these btw) but more often flat leopard boots.
I produce fashion events. However nightlife/red bull/bottle poppin' isn't something I'm interested in.
I designed a clothing line, couldn't see the light at the end of the made in China tunnel.
I share my "looks" on insta, but my actual #OOTD's are often wrinkled and coffee covered.
I decided to write. Began to travel in a different way, alone... often... on a whim... internationally.
Switched careers ... "a lover of art and music" ... (it's in my bio, does anyone read that stuff?)
And this happened:
I saw a vastness, being at the tippy top of a mountain or the depths of the sea I could look out onto the world and feel something absolutely thrilling.
It’s all became wildly open. I found my road, sometimes dangerous and twisted, but never dull in places and time with no gates or walls holding me back.
And in that my style changed. My personal style, my lifestyle, my style of thinking...
In reading Bukowski's quote
(isn't he the charmer, btw... he states later in that same breathe that "When Hemingway put his brains to the wall with a shotgun that was style.")
I felt a kinship to his perspective on style: A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing.
So despite the commerce of it all I'm going to stay where his thinking lands.
And, with fingers crossed, in diving into the art of style I'll find something intrinsically interesting.
p.s. photos above are from a little corner of the incredible art studio of James Michalopoulos in which I'm working. Nothing dull here, not for even a moment.
p.p.s. I promise to keep sharing my perspective on style and the things I love - however, sometimes my gallery girl messy ponytail and my favorite black leggings is what's happening, and I for one, am getting down with this new approach to style.