“the way that people dress makes them part of an army, dressed in their own uniform, determined to do something.” // s. menkes

though i’m still not quite sure what it is that i’m determined to do, the uniform i’ve worn, since roughly the age of 14 hasn’t changed all that much.

it has faltered a few times, under the guise of growth or the illusion of maturity, (did maturity necessitate a pantsuit and a pointy-toed pair of ankle boots, or was that just a momentary lapse of self?) or did a momentary need to feel like someone different persuade me to buy those high heels and mid-shin skirts and suddenly i’d be that carrie and my life would suddenly start again, afresh, and anew?

of course, it never lasted. my uniform has stayed true, (black frock, black tights, shit-kicking shoes) for the better part of two decades, if only because it is what it is, and i am, who i am – without having changed all that much since my middle adolescence.

and if i have, it was only to get better.

proenzaschouler

stellamccartney

thewhitepepper

➝ source : flared dress via proenza schouler

➝ source : james dress via stella mccartney

➝ source : smocked sleeveless dress via the whitepepper

➝ source : ankle boot creepers via underground

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