Maia

I think I've developed a problem–I only want clothes that make my heart swoon. That make me feel the most Sonia like. I've talked about it on the blog before, its probably my number one fashion tip. Hold out for clothes that leave you speechless.

I watched the entire third season of Never Have I Ever with my best friend, Victoria. When I saw Eleanor wear this top I immediately knew I needed it. 

Something about this top, which is by a Spanish designer named Celiab, is just so me. I managed to find it on Poshmark for $100 and I didn't think twice about it. I knew this top was going to increase my quality of life. So it was a done deal. The CPW (cost per wear) is already $16.

Big shoutout to my friend, Esther who gave me these sunglasses which I've worn with pride this entire summer!

Part of me can't help but wonder how sustainable the criteria of buying only clothes that make my heart swoon, but when I'm wearing a piece like this which makes me feel most like myself –its worth the wait. 

My fear when we shot these pictures was that it would be bitter, as November in Kansas City sometimes gets. Fortunately we are graced with 70 degree days wrapped in the last of fall's crimson glow. This fall has been one of the most beautiful ones I can remember. For no reason aside from the fact that I am able to see the beauty in things dying again.

In recent weeks I've been enjoying revisiting Gorillaz's discography. I revisit artists that I enjoyed in my formative years from time to time and Gorillaz doesn't disappoint. Plus, their single New Gold ft. Tame Impala & Bootie Brown is so good. I've also enjoyed the song Burning Bridges by Sigrid. It's become somewhat of my anthem this fall. Another favorite I'll share is an episode of the podcast Archetypes by Meghan Markle. Specifically, the episode the Stigma of Singleton with Mindy Kaling. This fall has been so beautiful and so memorable. I don't normally end blog posts with a poem, but one stuck out to me and I wanted to share it with you.

Hope has holes

in its pockets. 

It leaves little

crumb trails

so that we, 

when anxious,

can follow it.

Hope’s secret: 

it doesn’t know

the destination

it knows only

that all roads

begin with one 

foot in front

of the other.

R. W. Trommer

Well, that's all I've got, friends. Love will get you there.

Photos by BMB Photography

Wearing: Top - Celia B (exact), jeans - Urban Outfitters (similar), necklace - a gift from my Aunt Indira, shoes - SJP Collection (similar), nails - OPI Rated Pea-G

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