The pressure to exercise has been growing rapidly over the past few years. The expectation to be active, fit and healthy is higher than ever. When I first started this blog it was a 50/50 split of Fashion and Fitness. That’s something I recently announced I’m going back to.
I will always love exercising and always highlight the importance of it. But to kick off my process of going back to 50/50 Fashion and Fitness I want to start by highlighting the importance of not going to the gym.
One of the side effects of grief is loss of appetite. I’ve suffered with this greatly. Since Dylan died I’ve been trying hard to eat enough and eat regularly but it’s been a struggle.
With this post I wanted to share the message that if you haven’t eaten enough, you should not go to the gym. Not only…
Hello all, firstly I hope you all had a lovely Easter break, and haven’t drowned in too many chocolate eggs. I certainly didn’t, because my two (*crying emoji*) lasted me about 10 minutes. And if you think I’m eggxagerating, then the yolk’s (joke’s) on you. Eggxcuse the awful puns. I’m here all week… *tumbleweed travels across your screen*
Sorry. I would like to take this opportunity to introduce a new section to my blog: Fashion. (Well, that a dramatic entrance). I have always been interested in fashion, but never passionate enough to stamp and rave about it due to difficulty in finding my own style. However I feel like I can comfortably say that I have found my inner fashion frenzy that has been flowering for a while now, so I though why not make a section of my blog for it. Now let the stamping and raving commence.
As you’ve probably guessed by this blog title post, I will be talking about how finding your own style can actually ruffle some feathers. Growing as a person and being surrounded by different styles, well… it can appear to be dauntingly overwhelming to say the least, and trying to depict which style you prefer can be more confusing than you realise. Looking back over the years (and hatefully cringing at tragic old photos, eugh) I can certainly see how my own style has changed and developed. You’re probably all-too familiar with the “ew what was I thinking, going out of the house looking like that?” panic thought, reflected in your widened eyes when reminiscing with old photographs. Yep. Me too. However it’s only taken me until the past year or so to realise that looking back on your style change, accompanied by these epiphanies, really does allow you to find your feet. And not the ones that are wearing a sickly lilac coloured pair of Crocs. (OK, I was 10… moving on VERY swiftly).
Placid Sweats Vs Pretty Shirts
Looking back, I remember it being particularly frustrating how I could wake up one morning and feel like chucking on a boyfriend tee (the only type of boyfriend in my life lol) and jeans, and the next morning channelling my girly style, choosing to wear a pretty lace top. Makes sense, huh? No. It absolutely infuriated me how polar-opposite my fashion style would change on a day-to-day basis, and how I would feel confident in one style and perhaps a little more shy in another. And one of the worst parts about it was that I was aware I was doing it, making it even more annoying, not cool. Not to mention how stressful shopping became, falling in love with an item to then find myself looking at it in my wardrobe with remorse a few months down the line, when I’m flaunting a different style. But despite the tantrums and heartbreaking waste of money, I am actually glad I can say I experimented with my look, and even if I was an innocent teen, ignorant to what I should and most importantly shouldn’t wear, I put (mostly) down to the fact that I wasn’t confident with my undecided style. Instead, I resulted to hiding behind what I thought was “me” during finding my own style, which seemed compatible at the time.
Stylist Magazine Event day @ Business Design Centre, London
This Day and Age
Age is a HUGE factor when it comes to fashion, and growing in and out of styles really is a thing mentally, not just physically. Playing such a strong impact on finding your individual appearance, and deciding whether to follow the crowd or be slightly more unique is completely your decision to make. I am going to put my hands up now and admit that I look back at old photos and have to chew my own lip to stop myself from blurting out a sentence that sounds a lot like “what the f*** was I wearing?“. I have never dressed in bright, pretty, pink floral patterns, and I realise now that I don’t think I probably will. I’m not saying I can’t dress girly, as my style has definitely become more of exactly that over the years, however I have found my own twist of personality within my style, feeling confident in my blossoming and maturing style.
How I Would Describe My Style…
Although I will have the odd item that might make my style slightly more interchangeable, I would say the general gist of my own fashion consists of plain or minimally detailed items. The colours of my wardrobe tend to follow a monochrome theme (black, grey and white), and nature related colours (khaki green, beige/ nudes, browns, navy blue, and creams), along with the odd and very rare splash of colour when I’m feeling bold and adventurous. I’m not one for bright colours unless it’s a statement item, and the only type of pink you will ever see me in is pastel pink. Other than that, pink has never been a fond colour of mine.
I have recently found a love for structured items, especially blazers/ structured coats or pencil skirts. I am absolutely digging the whole casual-yet-formal look, and I always feel good wearing something that makes me look sophisticated and well-dressed. Alternatively reflecting this style into a slightly more chilled look, is another favourite with a turtleneck jumper that I pull out from the abundance in my wardrobe, particularly on a crisp morning. But aside from the (slightly more relaxed) Office Girl look, there certainly are days where I push my boot heels aside and still rely on the comfort of my Converse or Nikes.
Anddd You’ve Still Got Mixed Fashion Feelings?
So if you’re like me and have found yourself bouncing along in booted heels one day, and the next you’re wiggling your toes in a pair of Stan Smiths, your style is a learning curve so (try to) embrace it. And you probably most definitely won’t have a eureka moment about your style overnight. It is okay to not know where you stand with your style, and experimenting with different styles will enable you to shape your style within time.
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So you have stumbled across my very own blog (congrats!). To set the scene, let me tell you a little bit about myself. For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Rachel Jefferies and I am 20 years old and from Bristol, England, and I study English Language (BA Hons) at Cardiff University.
I will admittedly put my hands up and say that I am a book worm, meaning that the place you will probably find me in is probably a coffee shop/tea house reading a book – my epitome of happiness.
I am also the Editor of Quench Magazine, a magazine I have been fully devoted to since the day I picked it up.
Thank you for taking the time to read this page, and reading my blog posts. Support really goes a long way for someone who spends their time doing what they love.