We live in a world of excess. There is so much stuff: material stuff, social-media stuff, existential stuff. That applies to fashion, of course, too, where every scroll yields a new microtrend or an influencer declaring the death of one. Figuring out how you want to dress can feel overwhelming. Shopping takes on the qualities of checking off a list rather than investing in pieces that make us feel good. The internet would tell us that we’re either a Carolyn Bessette or a Kim Kardashian, that we’re early-’90s grunge or early aughts sexed-up glam, leaving the idea of personal style in a murky place filled mostly by the algorithm. In other words, making sense of fashion and actually finding ourselves in it has become a confusing proposition.
“I wanted to be on the CONTINUUM of how I’d always APPROACHED fashion
