style dichotomy

I have yet to reconcile these areas of preference in style. I can’t possibly be the only one who struggles with this. You like more than one style: Sometimes you’re a hippie. Sometimes you’re a modernist. Sometimes you have an identity crisis about all this and wear nothing but black for a month inciting “goth” rumors. This also means you support more than one wardrobe. Like the summer closet and the winter closet, there is the girly, the edgy, the boho, the sleek, the classic, the trendy, and on and on and oh my God I have clothes for seven different women smashed into my closet. 5 black maxi dresses on one hand. Peach ostrich-feather boa and tribal print pencil skirt on the other. What? It’s not even a dichotomy I’m managing any more. I’ve evolved into a multi-headed fashion beast! A fire breathing, credit card eating creature with unstoppable, unwise purchasing energy.

This preference disorder can also manifest itself in home decor, accessories, food, and men. Speaking of which, do men ever have this problem? Does anyone know this? Or are men more unabashedly who they are. Or just more simple when it comes to appearances. Perhaps they, too, experience the panicky realization that they need to change EVERYthing when they wander into the theatrically staged, immersive home-decor experience of an Ikea faux living room.

Is it possible to reconcile two (or more) personal styles? Can East coast live in the same apartment as West coast? Can a free spirit diplomatically decorate a home while married to a type A? Can one woman incorporate all her style preferences into her one life without chaos?

Speaking as a proven classical-minimalist hoarder, ethnic-print/baroque connoisseur, brand-new/vintage collector, care/don’t-care see-saw rider, and all-black AND soft earth tones only editor, I can safely say… shit if I know. But I’m gonna keep trying anyway, so help me. Until the unread vintage French textbooks completely bury my buddha sculpture on my sleekly hyper-designed modernist bookshelf covered in nautical paraphernalia, gilded frames, macrame, and incense ash. If it’s possible to give someone a seizure with colliding styles, good odds I will be the one to do it.

Fringe kimonos, tailored suit coats, tribal print wraps, nautical striped, elbow patches, grungy t-shirts, and tuxedo jackets.