SomeoneLikeYou Saturday, September 24, 2016
White Collared Blouse (similar) | Forever21
Gold Tank (similar) | Thrifted
Floral Skirt (similar from Forever21) | Thrifted
Black Belt with Gold Buckle (similar)| Thrifted
Black Sandals | c/o Boohoo
Around a month ago I was browsing the fashion section of a local book store and I came across a book that really caught my attention. It was called Brooklyn Street Style. I flipped through it a bit and couldn't help but get extremely excited because I've been looking for something exactly like this.
People in Brooklyn have a very unique way of dressing that is quite unlike people in Manhattan, or really people I've seen anywhere. It is such an intriguing way of dressing, no matter what the style is. The person could be very feminine, very edgy, very sophisticated, or even very disheveled looking: and they all have this common thread uniting them in Brooklyn style that I haven't been able to put my finger on how to achieve.
The style here is very nonchalant but in a thoughtful way. The ease of Brooklyn style dressing is what really fascinates me. No one puts on false airs here. Each person fully embraces who they are outwardly, yet in fully functional style. There's no towering heels and uncomfortable dresses like in Manhattan. Everything is about clothing being mobile to take us through the many phases and roles we go through in our days.
I ended up buying the book and it was amazing. It offered so much insight to the reasoning and inspiration on how real people in Brooklyn dress. It's filled with beautiful pictures and wonderful little excerpts from long-time Brooklynites working in various industries from fashion to art, beauty and cooking. I highly recommend this book to anyone, even if you don't live in Brooklyn. It just opens up so much thought into clothing choices and the singularity we can tap into.
This outfit was actually inspired by the book! It's definitely not an ensemble I would have normally put together. But I thought about various elements discussed in the book and who I wanted to be that day and how much this outfit could help me do that (and more). I came up with this different way to wear my tank top and a more eccentric approach to styling the skirt. I got more compliments than I have in a long time from my coworkers, and I think it was because I got out of my comfort zone and stepped into a deeper part of me I didn't know existed.
I am very passionate about clothes. It may sound like a dumb, frivolous passion, but clothes are so much more than a material possession to me. They say so much about my occupation, my social circle, my mood...they connect us and speak volumes that sometimes we can't say ourselves.
With much love,
SomeoneLikeYou Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Red Beret | Target (so old!)
Gingham Top (similar) | Thrifted
Raw Hem Jeans (these are the same wash and style!) | Thrifted + DIYed
Tan Loafers (similar) | Thrifted.
Red Ribbon (here's a necklace and not string) | Literally off a box of chocolates
Berets have been my hat of choice since the beginning of this blog nearly 7 years ago. If you want to have a gut-wrenching, almost-pee-your-pants laugh, look at this post where I first wore a beret. Love those moody behind the bushes photos, Lauren. Also, spell check the primary item you're talking about. Anyways, I'm not quite sure where my penchant for them came from, but whatever it was prompted me to buy berets in 6 different colors at Target. I still have all six (and more colors!) to this day.
I don't wear berets as often as I have in years past, but whenever I do tip one onto the back of my head I can't help but feel a little more 'me.' Funny how a fashion item can do that. Berets defined my style for such a long time. I would style my outfits specifically around berets, combining them with my thrift store finds to make vintage inspired ensembles. (see 2010, 2011 2012, 2013, 2014, and 2015) Looking back at these posts makes me so nostalgic tonight to see my style change so much. It's gone through many phases to accompany the peaks and valleys in my life. Having this blog to document everything has been the biggest gift I could have never planned for myself. This little online space is a living diary to the evolution of my style. I'm proud of how far I've come.
When I was 16 I didn't think I'd still be blogging when I was 23. Hell, I literally was not even ever contemplating being 23. I'm pretty sure I wanted to be married by now lol. At the time, I was just trying to get through high school and pick out my dream prom dress (which I thought I would forever love but already 7 years out I think it's atrocious). Now I am so different, but in many ways still the same. We cannot predict how we will evolve and what moments will shape us. Looking back and seeing this truth confirmed as I've documented my life on here is kind of scary. I'm sure I'll feel the same looking back on 23 from 30. Who will I be at 30? THAT IS THE SCARIEST THOUGHT EVER. Will I have a career I love? Will I have a family of my own? Will I still be in NYC? Will I still be blogging?!?! This is all way too heavy for a Wednesday night, guys. I think I need to make some Earl Grey tea and take a deep breath.
Jokes aside, blogging has made me realize how weird but awesome my life has been the last seven years. I've grown from a kid to a woman that still wears the same piece, but with a completely different attitude. Although I don't always want to relive 16 year old Lauren's taste, I've got to admit: she certainly got it right sometimes. x
With much love,
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SomeoneLikeYou Monday, September 19, 2016
Sleep, Create, Drink Coffee T-Shirt (similar) | Rad.com
Burn Out Nightgown (similar) | Thrifted
Grey Skinny Jeans | Aeropostale
Black Heels (similar) | Payless
Choker (very similar) | DIY
Hat | c/o OASAP (old)
Lipstick | MAC Craving
I love living in Brooklyn. When first moving here I'll admit I was a bit skeptical. Last year I lived in Chelsea in Manhattan and it was amazing because it was the first time I'd ever been in NYC. I loved how close I was to everything and the exciting bustle around me. So when I moved to a much quieter and spread out Brooklyn, I felt seriously lacking in connection with the city. It wasn't a 10 minute walk to Times Square or I wasn't able to see the the city sky line out my window. I found the commute to Manhattan from Brooklyn tedious and tiring...
Now having been here three and a half months my thoughts have completely changed. I don't think I could live right in the middle of the city like that again. I love my Brooklyn neighborhood so much. It feels like home in the best way possible. For a few years there I didn't feel like I had a home because everything was so semi-permanent. I went from my hometown, to college, to Florence, to NYC, and back to college again in a span of four years. I never felt like I could settle down and find comfort in where I was living. Here I absolutely do. I love my little apartment in Bed-Stuy and my neighborhood favorites I already have. I just love this city because it is actually such a stark contrast from Manhattan. It is very community oriented here which is just what I was looking for. I feel at such peace in Brooklyn with all of the areas to explore and its down-to-earth nature. You don't have to pretend to be someone you're not in Brooklyn. In Manhattan, sometimes you do. It's a very cut throat city and keeping up can be exhausting (but also exhilarating). I'm so glad I get to experience the best of both worlds where I am. Bustling week in the city, relaxing weekend at home ♥
With much love,
SomeoneLikeYou Saturday, September 17, 2016
Grey Lace Dress (similar) | Forever21
Denim Jacket (exact) | Thrifted
Silk Scarf (similar for $10)| Thrifted
Black Pointed Flats (similar) | Thrifted
Loop Ring Tote Bag | Forever21
I don't write so much anymore on here because sometimes I don't know how to write about my life anymore. Things seem so much more complicated then when I started this blog at 16. This was my place to come and write in order to freely to get out all my frustrations. Sometimes I think I spoke a little too candidly about my life. It was hard not to though when I was going through so many emotions and obstacles throughout high school and then college. This blog was my best-friend.
I've graduated now and I suppose I should be an adult. I really try to be. I'm 23 years old and when I was a little girl, I thought this age seemed so old. So responsible. I feel neither of those things. I just feel young still (too young to be doing any of this) and naïve and often times very irresponsible.
What I'm trying to say is. Post-grad life is hard. I was so positive who I was for so many years and maybe that's why it was so easy to write everything on here. I took things at face value for how my life was and accepted it.
I can't accept life now because I have no grasp on it. It's like water slipping through my hands. Sand disappearing through the cracks of my fingers. What do you do with your life after you graduate? Who are you? I was defined by my studies for so long.
"Hi, nice to meet you. My name is Lauren and I'm a fashion merchandising student at Kent State University."
Then it becomes.
"Hi my name is Lauren. I'm...I...Actually, I don't know what I am anymore."
It's not the city that has me questioning who I am. Despite it being so vast and so complicated, I feel like it's easier here to find my way than it would be back in Ohio. In Ohio there's limited options. If I'm feeling desperate and panicked when I have all the options in the world, imagine what I would feel like if I had not so many choices? I imagine very trapped.
I don't feel trapped. I feel free. But a little too free. I want to be grounded. To have a string to follow home when I'm up in the sky soaring around, surveying all around me and trying to figure out my connection to it. They don't teach you how to cope with all of this in college. That should be a requirement before every student graduates. "How to make it in the real world 101 because life is scary as hell."
I'm not sure if I'll ever feel as safely grounded as I did in all my years of school. Perhaps the days of certainty in my life are an abandoned cause. Wandering and confusion can be good for the soul. I'm just scared if I'm gone too long I won't be able to find my way back.
With much love,
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SomeoneLikeYou Monday, September 5, 2016
Floral Vintage Blouse (similar) | Thrifted
Jean Shorts (similar)| Thrifted
Vintage Belt (similar) | Thrifted
Tan Loafers (similar and on sale!) | Thrifted
Black Envelope Bag (similar from Rebecca Minkoff) | Thrifted
Cameo Necklace (similar for $20) | Thrifted
Lipstick | Wet n Wild in Cherry Bomb
It's been tough to find thrift stores that live up to the gold mines I'm used to in Ohio. Thrift stores here in NYC have been overpriced, picked over, and just lacking quality things. Usually every weekend I'll try out a new one to explore. So far the Goodwill in downtown Brooklyn has been my go to, but last weekend I discovered L Train Vintage. L Train is a chain of thrift stores across Manhattan and Brooklyn. I go to the one in my neighborhood of Bed-Stuy, so I can only vouch that this one is amazing. It's a warehouse-esque type of thrift store with curated clothes. Most vintage shops charge an arm and a leg for a curated selection, but my heart just purrrrrs at the chance to get my hands on blouses & skirts for $5 and dresses for $8-10. It's interesting because real vintage is mixed in with more modern '90s and early 2000's pieces that make for a great selection. A lot of the true vintage is so well priced I actually want to ask them to charge me more (jk, I wouldn't take it that far.) But really, finding a '60s dress when they only want $20 for it makes me feel like a high-stakes robber!
L Train has everything from dresses, blouses and skirts, a well curated denim collection, worn in shoes galore, and an amazing selection of scarves and bandannas: two things I can't get enough of lately! The great thing is they also have an online store, too, if any of you are interested. This is sounding really sponsored but I promise it's not; I just really dig this place that much that I sound like paid advertising.
Hope you all have had a great Labor Day Weekend! I essentially did nothing because everything is closed around here (as it should be). Ain't nothin' wrong with taking a nice, relaxing day in bed scouring the internet for gold and chuckling at your cat as he lays in a dead spider position next to you. Also I'm making meat loaf for the first time tonight so pray I don't give myself food poisoning! x
With much love,
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SomeoneLikeYou Saturday, September 3, 2016
Grommet Dress (similar) | TJ Maxx
Faux Leather Jacket (similar) | H&M
Black Flats (very similar for $60) | Thrifted
Black Brim Hat (similar) | c/o OASAP (old)
Lipstick | MAC's Craving
Although I rarely buy anything from stores, I have to admit the shopping in New York is amazing. Usually on weekends, on a day like today, I'll just walk around a neighborhood and go in the shops for inspiration. Everything is so beautiful here. There's nothing that isn't tempting to buy. I'll go into clothing shops, furniture shops, plant shops, book shops, candle shops, jewelry shops...each has such a unique point of view and customer in mind. Even if I'm not necessarily "that customer" it doesn't mean I don't love taking it all in and appreciating good design and thought into marketing.
It can get kind of tedious though. Always looking, never buying. Part of the reason I've always thrifted is because I secretly think if I didn't, I would honestly be a shopping addict. I've never had a lot of money. I still don't have a lot of money. But basically I'm a hoarder and love to buy things because of the way they look, the way they make me feel, and the memories I associate with them. You could say thrifting scratches the shopping itch I have. I satisfy myself buying something and it's within my budget. As a general rule, I usually try tp avoid stores so I'm not tempted. I didn't use pinterest for the longest time because it actually made me sad looking at all the things I couldn't have.
It's not even about "wanting" the things that really bothers me either. What is even more dreadful is the indecision I face when I'm given too many choices about beautiful things I want. I am the most indecisive person on the plant when it comes to shopping. I tell everyone not to come with me because they're better off (really, I'm not even trying to be humble or trick you with reverse psychology. It really is in your best interest not to come shopping with me). I will stand there for 10 minutes at the grocery store trying to choose between two tomatoes that are both .99 and look the exact same...but one of them has to be better and I have to pick the right one, right?!? Now if I am that indecisive about things like tomatoes, can you imagine me trying to decide between beautiful dresses, good books, and cute plants? I honestly make myself sick trying to decide!
And when I do decide, I spend the whole evening in distress worried that I made the wrong decision and can't get that other item out of my head. So usually I just end up returning said bought item because I feel like I wasted my precious money that I rarely have to even buy extra things with. Back to square uno.
Also. Never get me gift cards. Because although they seem like a good idea in theory (she can pick whatever she wants!), they're actually worse than spending my own money. Because I think "great! now's my chance to get something I've wanted and not blow my money on it!" What could be better than that? Wrong. What ends up happening is nothing is good enough to spend this ~sacred~ gift card on because it's the only chance I have to buy whatever I want. And then I won't.
I give up.
This is why I thrift. Things are non-refundable. lol
With much love,
SomeoneLikeYou Monday, August 29, 2016
Silk Tank (identical from Free People) | Thrifted
Dark Summer Florals Skirt (very similar for under $20)| Thrifted
Necklace (similar)| Mom's
Sandals | c/o Boohoo (old)
Hat | c/o OASAP (old)
Lipstick | Marc Jacobs in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
Every morning when I step outside my apartment to make the commute to work, I feel a little bit more change in the air: fall is coming! Near the end of the summer I always start to transition my wardrobe to darker colors (although it's hard to get darker than the constant black I wear here in NYC). Even floral prints can go darker for late summer/early fall. This flippy little mini skirt I thrifted a few years back has long been a transitional favorite of mine. Last time I wore it here on the blog the snow was melting and spring was emerging. I was also obsessed with lavender lattes at the time. Well, nothing has changed in 6 months! Although I am acquiring quite the craving for a pumpkin flavored lil sumthing sumthing with all the buzz surrounding the return of fall drinks. Hoping my favorite local coffee shop does a mock up of one!
Really looking forward to experiencing my first fall here in the city. I'm actually getting ready to sign a lease soon for a year at the current place I'm living. Originally when I moved to NYC without a job I had only signed a sublease for three months. I didn't want to make a long term commitment if I was unsure I could afford to live here or would even want to stay. There's been no doubt in my mind I want to at least stay in NYC for another year. When I was amidst all my health issues, my parents wanted me to move back home to figure out what was wrong. Despite how difficult it was figuring out what was wrong and handling it all myself, I knew I just couldn't move back to Ohio. This is where I'm meant to be at this moment in my life and I love it here. Sometimes I don't know if I could ever go back to living anywhere else. There's no guarantee how I'll feel a year, five, or ten from now though. The city can burn you out. I can testify to that. I just hope the bulb that's burning in me has awhile to go before it's ready to shine somewhere else. x
With much love,