A Note On Style

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Hi beauties!  These are just a few photos that I have pinned recently for style inspiration. It isn’t surprising that my style is really changing given that I just finished my first year of college.  Isn’t college the time where we grow into who we are?  We often times follow the path of who we think we should be, rather than who we could be (or are meant to be).  But, we can choose to let our authenticity and uniqueness shine through!

I love the color palette of each of these outfits: summery, yet the pieces are versatile and can be styled according to any season.  Selena Gomez, Elsa Hosk, and Leonie of Ohh Couture are some of my favorite style icons.  And speaking of icons, I am putting a post together all about Brigitte Bardot (style, hair, spirit, etc.), and I would love to know if any of you have anything interesting to share?

As always, thank you so much for reading and please leave your thoughts in the comment section!

Much love,

Carly xx

Life Update #1

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It feels like it has been ages since my last blog post, because so much has changed in the past week.  I moved out of my dorm, said goodbye to my best friends, and started working my Summer job.  Before I get all mushy, I am going to turn the focus to GGS.  When I started college, I thought that I would be blogging like crazy.  I had this vision that I would be doing endless outfit shoots and talking primarily about clothes.  This would make sense, right?  Being that I am a fashion major, wouldn’t I be fashion blogging?

Here is my answer:

In high school, it felt as though the world were only that big.  There were so many parts of myself that I kept safely tucked within my shell, which I think is something that happens to a lot of us in high school.  I fell in love with fashion at SCAD in a different way than I loved it before, and my blog reflects that.  Beauty, health, and wellness is what really propels me forward to become a fashion designer.  It is what inspires me, and it is what I enjoy learning about the most which is important in terms of concept development for a collection.  Fashion is art, just like painting is art; and a piece of clothing can be inspired or built around anything (which is why I love it so much).  A professor this past quarter shared this quote with me, “Inspiration is for amateurs, professionals go to work.”  While I understand the context of this quote and what he was trying to get across to me (which is that we cannot wait to be inspired to create), I still have to disagree.  For me, inspiration is a way to continuously be curious about the world.  It is about being interested in the art and culture of others, as well as the ways the people around us choose to live their lives; and inspiration can come from the littlest of things.  I love learning from the people around me (for example, coming home for the Summer has only made me realize how inspired I am by my peers at SCAD).  Inspiration is an adventure, like taking a long walk without a map or destination and being tuned into everything around us.  This Summer, I am going to really try and explore the area that I grew up in, because I know now that it is much bigger than I once thought it was.

Thank you so much for reading!

Much love,

Carly xx

P.S. Expect more Brigitte Bardot inspiration here soon 🙂 I love this photo and what it represents!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ethereal Light

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Hello beauties!  A couple nights ago I attended Esther Boller’s fashion show, where she showcased her senior collection (which is something I will do when I make it to senior year here at SCAD!).  I am not sure how to put the collection or the experience of her show into words.  I had chills the entire time, and by the end, I was tearing up.  Both photos included in this post are from her Instagram, @estherboller, and there you can see more photos of her collection entitled “Ethereal Light”, as well as the process behind the stunning pieces.  I also got to meet Esther, and she was so kind, humble, and down to Earth.  I really look up to her now as both a fashion designer and a person.

On Thursday, my freshman year of college will come to a close.  I get to go home for the Summer, and will be moving out of my dorm this upcoming Friday.  It has been a great year, filled with highs and lows that have all managed to teach me important lessons about myself and others.  I have made close friends, and have lost friends.  I have made mistakes, and in the process, have come out of my shell just a little bit more.  When I came to SCAD, I was afraid that I wouldn’t love fashion as much as I thought I did.  In the beginning, I was having a difficult time imagining myself as a fashion designer.  The fashion crowd seemed like a clique, one that I didn’t fit into.  I think that fashion is like that sometimes, the artistry of the industry becoming lost in a sea of blogs and photos that do not tell the truth.  But despite all of this, I have met so many inspiring people that have made me realize how passionate I am about fashion.  I am finishing up my first fashion class right now, Fashion Technology, which is an introductory sewing class.  My professor is the sweetest lady, but she pushes me, and I am so grateful for that because I’ve really fallen in love with sewing.  It is my meditation, and I am so excited to spend the next three years learning and creating.

Seeing Esther Boller’s senior collection on Friday reminded me why I fell in love with clothing in the first place.  The way clothing on our skin can make us feel connected to something bigger than us, as well as ourselves, is truly special.  Seeing her collection brought on a wave of emotions for me.  Ethereal Light, the name of her collection, was so fitting as I felt connected and grounded to something greater as I watched all of the models seemingly float through the twinkling lights that made up the runway.

I cannot remember if I have talked about my anxiety on GGS before, or whether or not I downplayed how bad it once was.  My senior year of high school, I had panic attacks several times a week.  I would leave school early, and my grades plummeted.  My anxiety disorder controlled me, and knowing that I had to grow up really fast was scary for me.  I had my heart set on leaving home for college, and I didn’t want to let my anxiety or fear of the unknown hold me back.  On my first night here at SCAD, I wanted to go home.  I remember feeling stupid for thinking that I could do this, and then all at once I realized that I had to make the choice to either work through my fears or succumb to them.  While I am continuing to work through all of my fears, remembering that there is light all around me is comforting.  Not light from the Sun, but the energy that surrounds us.  Like Esther’s concept for her collection, we are connected to the stars and the wind (this was something spelled out for us at the fashion show, and I really, really loved it).

If you are struggling with something or are overwhelmed by fear, know that you are supported and are strong enough to work through it.  Not a lot of people read my blog (although, I pretend there are), and I doubt she will read this, but thank you Esther for your  beautiful collection and touching concept.  I am so grateful to have been able to experience it.

Much love,

Carly xx

Chicken Soup, Love, and the Little Things

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On Sunday, I had time to spare while I waited for my favorite fabric store in Savannah to open, and I ended up wandering into the used book store next door.  A few steps below ground level takes you into a place with floor to ceiling book shelves filled with as many books as possible, and additional piles of books all around.  It has the distinct smell of old books that I find comforting, and it was there that I found Chicken Soup for the Soul.  No, silly, not actual chicken soup.  You may have of heard of this book before, and it’s compilation of heartwarming short stories (sans noodles).  I read Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul when I was in junior high, and since I happened to stumble upon the classic, adult version, I decided to go ahead and purchase it for a few dollars.

So far, I am only several stories in (there are over 100), and up until this afternoon, I was afraid that this book was going to continue be cheesy.  And then, I found myself holding back tears in the middle of a coffee shop.  This post isn’t about re-telling the particular story or summarizing it, I just want to share how it was the exact kind of “chicken soup” that I needed today.

To all of my GGS readers, it probably won’t come as a surprise to you that the story was love based, but not in a way that I’ve thought about before.  I think we all have a tendency to think of expressions of love as being romantic or mushy ones.  And then there are those expressions of self-love through positive affirmations and self-care.  Nevertheless, the story in Chicken Soup for the Soul exemplified how love can truly be in everything we do.  The little things we often do without a second thought can be expressions of love.  Complimenting someone or saying “hello” or “thank you” with a smile can go a long way.  At work, helping out a friendly customer who goes out of their way to be kind and respectful to me as well always made me feel better when I was down.  What I love most about my job at Agnes & Orson (an adorable gift shop in Dayton, Ohio that I started working at in November of my senior year of high school, that I now work at whenever I am not in school in Savannah) are those positive interactions with the people who shop there.  Meeting and connecting with new people adds so much to my life.  I know that this is not a particularly revolutionary or profound example, but that is the point.

We don’t talk about small interactions like opening a door for someone, or asking them how their day was with true, open, compassionate ears.  It is important to recognize, cherish, and pass on these small acts of kindness.  It may not seem like it at first, but the little things will turn into big things because these acts of kindness are acts of love.  What the story in Chicken Soup for the Soul explained was that you can use love to help people.  You never know what someone is going through and these little acts of love can really help lift their spirit.  I wish I could go back and tell some of the people who have helped me what a difference their actions have made in my life (although, it isn’t too late!).  I remember reading somewhere that love pulsates around us, and I am beginning to understand how.

“Love is life is love.” -Diane Von Furtenberg

What do you think?  Have you read Chicken Soup for the Soul?  I would love to hear your response to this in the comment section!  Thank you so much for reading, and as always….

Much love,

Carly xx