Never not dressing for the in-between
+ finding abundance in restraint & what I'm excited to wear this fall
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Friday.
Can’t believe how many times I’ve walked through this neighborhood only seeing cookie-cutter constructions. Switching from a scarcity mindset to an abundance mindset really changes your perspective because today, after the hurricane that thankfully spared us, I noticed some fallen branches from the same trees I drive by every day—the few left after our neighbors quickly blew them away (or had someone do it for them) so as not to ruin the pretty facades and preserve the appearance of normalcy.
I picked up enough pretty branches to make an arrangement at home.
When I lifted my head from the ground while scouting for more branches, I saw Clemencia, an immigrant woman working on one of the houses being built around the corner. I was immediately drawn to her hot pink socks under her purple leggings, the utilitarian belt bag styled in a way that Lotta Volkova might, and the checkered shirt, reminiscent of look 1 from The Row’s Spring 2025 show.
She saw me and greeted me in Spanish. Game recognizes game. I returned the Buenas and we chatted for a bit.
I told her I write a little fashion blog and would love to take her picture because I loved what she was wearing. She immediately smiled, accepting the compliment without a trace of self-doubt. She asked if she should take off her belt. I told her absolutely not. She posed against the light. The men working at the site laughed, “ha ha now she’s going to think she’s a model”, they said. She glanced at them and then proceeded to face the sun. With the sunlight shining on her face, she posed again. With a big, gorgeous smile.
Borders are quite the concept.
The ones we construct, dividing Clemencia from her roots.
The ones nature draws, sparing our neighborhood from hurricane destruction by a hair.
The ones we invent constantly, in our minds.
Monday.
I walked into my closet to negotiate how much I want to blend in today. How much I want to assert my individuality. How much I even want to think about identity. It does get exhausting.
My clothes offer the illusion of invisibility when fading into the background is all I want. They give me all the conspicuity when all I want is to be seen and heard—loud and clear, categorically and vehemently. My friend Nicole wrote beautifully about this duality of fashion, its constant invitation to both hide and reveal. What to wear to go volunteer at a school as an introvert? What to wear to that field trip with all the moms from my daughter’s class? What to wear to see the same moms again at drop-off?
Inhabiting the border through clothes is embedded in the immigrant experience. The border, while imaginary, has very real effects on the psyche. Stylistically speaking, the border manifests as an inability to locate myself in a specific aesthetic, leaving hybridity as the only space I can fit comfortably. Visually, it looks a lot like what Miuccia Prada offered in her most recent Miu Miu show—an integration of many disparate facets.
As much as I try to stay grounded in something specific (feminine! classic! sculptural! chill!), I can’t help but always find myself in the in-between, in the interstices, refusing to draw hard lines. Sometimes looking for practicality, sometimes for a fantasy that proves its elusiveness time and again.
Most of the time, just looking for beauty.
Tuesday.
I started a no-buy today, October 1st. I want to see where my style goes within the boundaries of what is already in my closet (something internal) and stop seeing it as something out there (external) to be acquired— a void to fill, an empty promise of finally arriving to the perfect style.
Is personal style something you arrive to or a never-ending quest? How to recognize a genuine quest for self expression from shopping dopamine hits?
Wednesday.
Realizing that I probably have all I need sounds to me like the opposite of scarcity mindset. Isn’t it ironic that abundance could eventually be found in limitations?
Below are some things from my closet I’m excited to wear just to remind myself I’ll be fine without that Dries skirt from spring 2016 that I found last night.
1. Practical and sometimes redundant layering:
2. Cobalt blue:
3. This classic vintage pillbox with low-rise jeans:
4. Redundant belting and THE shiny top I was looking all over my closet (and finally found in my kids’ room):
5. Shiny top + utilitarian jacket as seen on Prada etc.
6. Knee-length shorts with long coats for FL winter or button-downs for FL fall:
7. Jackets and coats adorned with flowers, brooches, belts etc.
Chaotic knots and imperfect tucks:
Red lip + dangling earrings with capri leggings + button-downs for real life:
If you’ve stayed until this point, thank you. It was a lot but I told you i’m in an abundance mindset and don’t have the chill to do part twos or save anything for later.
More next Friday.
Laura <3
This is so good - so much inspiration!
Thank you for sharing from your abundance of great clothes and even greater ideas on how to wear them!