We’ve transitioned to cold. As I write this, snow covers the ground outside of my apartment. I love all the seasons – but with Winter I especially love the way the color fades, but only to make the sky’s tone even more vibrant. In every moment of darkness, there’s something that brings in a little joy.

Outfit Details: Zipper Shirt (amazon) Skirt (Forever21) Necklace (vintage) Dragon Ring & Green Blazer (thrifted) From the Same Cloth Boots (modcloth)

I love pairing tights and shorts together. It’s a look that was popular when I lived in Belgium and when I returned to the US, I slowly gained the courage to wear these pieces together. My courage has fluctuated since high school when it comes to wearing the clothes I love. I grew up in a small rural area where dresses and heels weren’t seen very often and the simplicity of jeans and t-shirts were preferred. I attracted unwanted attention in my outfits and grew extra self-conscious. I go through phases where wearing jeans and t-shirts seem the safest option, the most agreeable option to strangers. It’s exhausting to constantly be fighting against what you love.

I wonder how we’ve grown to be so judgemental. Why do others think it appropriate to comment on other’s personal lives? I can’t count the times that complete strangers have told me I’m wearing too much makeup or that I’m too dressed up for my surroundings. My clothes, my makeup are a few of my favorite ways of expressing myself. I’ve said this a lot on my blog, but I dress for how I want to feel or for who I want to be that day. Each piece of clothing acts like armor to protect me and prepare me for the day ahead. So, maybe I have to change my outfit five times before I’m content, maybe there are times where nothing I own matches who I am that day, but this little piece of happiness, being my true self, makes each day a little bit more lovely. Who can blame me for wanting that?

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.Misha.