Dress: Vintage | Beret: Primark (similar) | Sweater: Amazon (similar)| Boots: Calvin Klein (similar) | Bag: TJ Maxx
I never believed in “New Years’ Resolutions” because you can resolute any day, minute, or second. It’s a marketing ploy. Great money making for some bloggers and gyms, but most of the time, there is no genuine dedication or desire. You buy a gym membership and you are hitting the gym every single day for the month of January, then BOOM – your wife gets pregnant, you get a new job, you moved into a new house, etc. and every single day turns into once a week turns into once a month.
Not saying that happens with everyone lol, but it’s normal to get hyped and then lose it.
On the positive side, what I do like about the whole “New Years’ Resolutions” crap is that it forces you to look back on this past year and all of your achievements, while thinking about where you would like to see yourself in a year from now: at the end of 2018. Time is stupid but in that aspect, I love it because it never fails to amaze you.
And on that note, in a nutshell, in December 2018, I would like to see myself fluent in the Italian language, travelled to at least one country, have 10k Instagram followers and 1,000 youtube subscribers (haha don’t we all?), better at yoga, and more grateful towards others and myself. I don’t consider these my resolutions. I consider these my goals…now, let’s check back at this post a year from now and see how we are all doing! 🙂
Where do you see yourself at the end of 2018?
November 17th, 2017 | 5 Comments
Coat: Vintage | Dress: Brandy Melville | Boots: Alexander Wang x H&M
You’ve read the title and I mean it. Well, this year, I suggest that you don’t buy a winter coat from stores.
As a fashion blogger and bargain hunter, I’m already starting to look at the prices of winter coats this year at my favorite stores like ASOS, Mango, or Aritzia. They are pricey, but in addition, they aren’t the heaviest quality. I live in the NYC area so it gets cold and I want a coat that will actually keep me warm. At the same time, I don’t want to be spending $300 on a coat.
Ready for my solution?
Isn’t thrifting the solution to everything though? Ehh, maybe not, but for this winter, it is! I have been thrifting vintage women’s and men’s jackets ranging between $6-$20 (what a difference from $300). And these coats are all 100% wool or 100% cashmere! These will actually keep me warm (but they are super stylish at the same time).
Since this season is all about the blazer trend and vintage plaid prints, I guarantee you will find a coat within that trend at your local thrift store.
Tip: I recommend taking the shoulder pads out of your thrifted coats because personally, that 80s look is too bulky for me and it looks like I stepped out of The Breakfast Club.
November 10th, 2017 | 5 Comments
It’s almost been a year since I dropped my fear and insecurity of making Youtube videos and writing a fashion blog. I honestly didn’t know that I would make it this far, but I did!
I never thought that the hardest part of blogging would actually be the hardest part. Or this might be the hardest part of my life. I’m 19 years old and I don’t go to college (what a shocker according to the college-after-high-school-stigma is up everyone’s asses). I work a part-time job which brings me the money I can just survive on. I’m a NYC actress losing passion and who can’t book an audition for the same 3 NYC TV shows: Homeland, Law & Order, and Blue Bloods. And I’m a fashion blogger and Youtuber. And I get judged, questioned, and stepped on.
So, I guess the hardest part of blogging, in my opinion, is dealing with the typical comments when you tell people you’re a fashion blogger, responding to comments like “and you make money off of that?” in which you respond to “well…not yet…exactly…uhmm…” or comments like “wow, you must be really into yourself” or the classic “you should’ve just went to college”, all while trying to say “fuck you” without actually saying “fuck you” with a smile and a pseudo-confident walk-away.
All I know and all I feel is whatever the fuck I’m doing right now is right. Or maybe it’s wrong, but this little gig certainly makes me happy. That’s all that matters, right?