I found myself walking down the street yesterday, sunshine beaming on my face (no sunglasses), with the cool air of fall sweeping around my legs. This time of year is magical. Not for the fall fashion but simply because it's manageable and quite frankly perfect.
Going through my clothing and packing up my most summer appropriate pieces I realize that I have everything I need for fall. I have the perfect fall lipstick (Sin by Mac), I have a few pairs of amazing boots that are still relevant this season (those velvet Zara boots were a worthy purchase afterall), and I have accumulated quite the collection of sweaters (hoping I can make that Yigal Azrouel sweater I found at Winners last year).
I'm used to going through the Fall issue of Vogue and getting an idea of how I would like to cull my fall wardrobe, but given the fact I've boycotted this most current issue (the cover model is utterly banal), I've had to search for inspiration elsewhere. Specifically the confines of my own closet which is soon to be newly stored in cardboard boxes. This fall is certainly to be one I'm quite unused to.
This season, I'm also starting to understand the importance of encouraging versatility in the wardrobe. A couple of statement pieces are fine, but if we want to make sure our clothing lasts - versatility and fluidity is key.
I'm considering accessories more and more - earrings, vests (still haven't figured this one out yet), make up, and dare I say hats??
As my wardrobe lies in complete disarray in cardboard box tombs with release date unknown, I'm understanding that a little bit of planning and careful consideration is necessary. Perhaps these aren't thoughts on more grown up fall sartorialism, it's just a commentary on what it feels like to have all my shit in one spot and seeing that I really don't need a new pair of loafers or a new fall statement coat.
Grown up fall fashion is discovering those pieces in the back of your closet that have been locked away during the balmy summer months. That orange sweater that almost has a baby blanket quality, my grain Acne Jensen boots, and my thrifted Chinoiserie puffy jacket that is so gaudy it's ornamental verging on ugly.
My fall style this year is that of a woman understanding that fall style simply means wearing warmer clothes already seasoned, updated with accessories and a new perspective.