On this past lovli-est of Sunday evenings whilst grocery shopping I picked up a glossy and flipped through the pages after what felt like years. Lucky's newest issue features a print-dress-clash-wearing Dakota Fanning on the cover. A Fanning who would later get fashion advice from the check-out lady as to how to wear prints: "If you do a print on top, you should do a solid on the bottom." The ever daring print clashing trend is one of real controversy. It has been around for ages now, and in-line with many other 'classic trends,' have yet to find their grave.

While flipping the editorials which featured street-stylers from the likes of Chiara Ferragni, to Susie Lau, and of course my personal favorite, Tamu McPherson. Though, I couldn't help but notice that much of the fashion advice was, well, the same. Colorblocked hues, jewel tones, Chelsea boots and the ever-popular talks on minimalism and sporty chic. These topics are really nothing new, and though this reoccurring conversation of trends may seem boring to some, to me it shows a bit of loyalty in an otherwise fleeting industry. Though I can appreciate fashion's loyalty to what I deem "classic trends," I must admit, it was rather refreshing to come across a brand challenging the very same.



Compilations offer readers a peek inside my head on a weekly basis. This is not a summary of my week, but rather a few important aspects of or enjoyable moments within. After seeing Joy over at Just like Sushi’s collage posts, I was inspired by her knack for stimulating visuals, and decided to do a similar thing here. Alas, we are all not really that original. 



I am often excited at the excitement of life. Thrilled to have new opportunities, meet new people, challenge myself, take risks, believe in something other than me, this Earth and its people... but there are times when I am incredibly terrified of the exact things. When I doubt myself, when I fear I will be responsible for my potential failure, when I overthink everything and forget to live in the moment for the moment. I am so guilty of this. So incredibly guilty, and the guilt in itself is enough to send anyone overboard, but I won’t. I can’t. I shan’t. I get an opportunity to do great work and I am thrilled beyond words, and then comes the fear, and I want to run away because it’s easier. It’s easier to run and make an excuse for why I ran than to stay and embrace a potential failed outcome. It is only easier in the moment, but in the end we do ourselves the biggest disservice of all, we rob ourselves from really living. Who can live like this? Thankfully I won’t, I have recognized this now, and I am getting the last word in. I am not a coward.



I recently sat down to get my frustrations out about the internet generation via webcam. Ironic I know, as I am a part of this generation and I certainly do enjoy the internet. Said video will never see the light of day, but the video above serves as a nice introduction to the sentiments I will express here.*