Drama Drama Drama

Sweets dreams are made of this: darling and dramatic statement pieces that are perfect for spring and summer that give runway vibes. I’m sure you’ve had this dream too.

I took this amazing ruffled asymmetrical skirt that has been hanging in my closet for months, into a real world wearable outfit that brings the drama – the only kind I want in my life.

It’s pretty easy to understand why I love this skirt. The big ruffles give this piece so much movement and flowiness when you walk. It would be a fun look to wear for NYFW, which is wear I had originally intended on wearing it but I missed a flight and subsequently the event I was supposed to wear it too.

But I’m glad that it didn’t happen then because I was in such a tizzy I wouldn’t have enjoyed wearing a pretty frock because of the frazzeld state of mind that I was in. This look was meant to be worn happy. I mean, c’mon. Look at all the ruffles!

If I hadn’t mention it already I had a bit of drama when I went to NYC during last September’s NYFW. So much so that I wanted to turn around the very next day and head home.

One hiccup turned into another hiccup and into another. I was just one major hiccup, a bonafide hot mess and completely defeated.

You see, although New York is romantacized and glamorized as the mecca of fashion, it’s a tough city like no other and can easily swallow and spit out any newcomer.

So I definitely give major props to New Yorkers for just being that — New Yorkers.

And even more props to the fashionistas and style bloggers of New York. I’m not talking about the ones that have a full team of people helping them to look and stay great as they get their million dollar shot (literally and figuratively).

I’m talking about the girl on the subway, sweat glistening on the bridge of her nose and forehead, heading to her full time job and managing to squeeze in time to meet up with a photographer across town on her coffee break to snap a shot of her amazing outfit.

That girl is the real MVP.

Even though I consider myself and tough cookie, New York is a monster all on it’s own that I have yet to slay.

But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up.

With each Fashion Week I attend, I learn new things – what to do and what not to do; what events to skip and where I should focus my time on. But one thing I have been able to take away from my drama in the city is that my success is determined more by my willingness to act with fear staring me in the face versus doing nothing but dwell on the possibility of failing.

But until then I ‘m just trying to keep the drama in my life to a minimum and the only drama I’m willing to accept is drama of a killer outfit.

Drama, drama, dramaaaa.

Photos by N. Barineau Art