Even though I grew up a total tomboy, playing outdoors all day in backwards baseball hats and ripped clothes, there was a pretty dramatic shift somewhere around sophomore year in high school. I shifted from strictly ponytails and cargo pants to dresses and lip gloss, but somewhere along the way lost the ability to even remotely incorporate more of a sporty vibe. But there was something about these shoes that I could get behind - they're not too in your face to the point of being aggressive, but still add a touch of style to an otherwise plain outfit. I brought them home assuming that I'd return them immediately, but instead of feeling like a poser (my initial fear), I found a deep-seated connection to my youth that I find remarkably comforting.
There's so much promise in the start of a new year. It's one of the only times people examine the things they'd like to change and actively set goals to do so. In regards to fashion, I've vowed to only purchase things that I truly love. More often than I'd like to admit, I end up ...read more