I think I found my style when I was in my mid 30’s. That was the age, when I was finally comfortable with myself and confident enough to think outside the box.
I don’t let magazines or trends dictate what I wear, or what I have to like. I was just joking around “is not having a style a style?” Now, in my 50’s, I am the most confident I have ever been.
Style is not about buying clothes or things, it’s about how you wear them, how you use them and where you put them.
I like color schemes that match, but love an eye catching piece in the middle and believe it or not, that goes for everything.
It starts with my clothes. I am the jeans and t-shirt girl, love blazers and flats and then, when everything matches perfectly, then I grab a pair of colorful eyeglasses to distract the “perfect look”.
I love short and crazy haircuts, love the way it makes me feel. Blonde or red highlights, depending on my mood and season, but then, when everything is perfect, then I ask for a purple or blue string somewhere.
Same goes for our house. Matching, friendly colors everywhere at first sight, until you see the eye catcher, the one loud piece of either furniture or art. There is always something in every room that doesn’t seem to match at first sight. A special piece that rocks the boat a little bit.
And now, while typing this I realize this is just who I am. Every time you think you have figured me out, I will throw you a curve ball. What can I say 🙂
Describe your personal style, however you’d like to interpret that — your clothing style, your communication style, your hair style, your eating style, anything.