Mio Amore

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Dress: Michael Kors, Jacket: Forever 21, Shoes: Bakers 

Photographer : Brandon Joseph (IG: @gr8mnd_)

 

Mio Amore. My Love. 

My love is pure like virgin sugar cane nectar.

My heart is deeper than the Pacific.

So why is love such a challenge?

Maybe it's the barricade keeping my feelings a little past arms reach 

Or my pride playing tug of war with my emotions

Maybe it's the lack of trust.

Trust in myself. Trust in faith...

The truth is, love is a challenge because I'm looking in all the wrong places.

I'm searching in signs, cosmic connections, energy exchanges

When all signs are leading to me

And the Universe is just giving me more time

And my energy levels are fluctuating,

Because I'm ignoring all the stars that are aligned in my own galaxy. 

The best kind of love is self love.

I must give myself the kind of love I wish to receive. 

If I can't love me, then who the hell else will? 

I'm not waiting on love. Love is waiting on me. 

Waiting on me to realize that it's already within me.

I was born with it. I breathe with it. I give with it. I live with it.

My love is ME. 

Amore mio sono io

xoxo

 

  

 

The Gentlewoman

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Glasses: Warby Parker, Shirt: J. Crew, Pants: American Apparel, Jacket & Suspenders: Thrifted, Scarf & Socks: Billy Reid, Boots: Steve Madden by way of DSW, Ring: Time Warp Boutique, Handbag:

Photographed by: Larry Everage (Ig: @larryeverage, website: LarryEverage.com)

 

Gen·tle·wom·an: noun, a woman of high social standing

Dandy as a gent in his finest threads

Dappered down to my toes 

Blazers & suspenders

Fine, divine, and debonair

Androgynous

Anti-misogyenous

A dwindlin' of my feminine

A a touch of testosterone

I've always had a strong appreciation for menswear. The lines and structure, coupled with the practicality and multi-functionality. It’s powerful. As a teenager, I remember my dad teaching me how to tie a necktie. Then, I'd sneak into his closet and "borrow" one to wear to school. I'd pair it with a blazer from my very extensive collection, throw on some jeans and sneakers and then feel so fly walking down the hallway. Back in my punk/rock fashion stage (post high school/college), I'd wear plaid newsboy hats and either black suspenders or a pinstripe vest over my graphic tees. I was CLEARLY making a statement. I've been known to be adventurous and push boundaries with my personal style. I have an androgynous taste in fashion. It's a reflection of my semi-guys' girl, borderline tomboy personality. Yet, I remain all woman. 

Word.