Steven, Stella, Shapelessness

Yesterday morning as I woke up after less than 4 hours of sleep, I wanted nothing more than to hide from the world. In the quickest burst of getting-ready impulsion I have ever achieved, I chose an over-sized fair isle-esque sweater with leather shoulder details , voluminous olive slit-leg pants, my nearly constant harness boots, and a typically excessive amount of jewelry. I typically have a "rule" about over-sized fashion—to limit it to one half of the body—but here I was, leaving the house, drowning in fabric. Don't forget your sunglasses. After immediate feelings of uneasiness regarding my odd proportions, the wind blew at my pants as I walked, opening the slit to my thighs. While another might be flustered, I was not. I have no problem exposing my pale little legs and smiled at the breach of proportions. Shortly thereafter, I mentally revisited a Stella Tennant editorial in Vogue I had just poured over featuring the beauty in that fantastic Marc Jacobs Fair Isle sweater and knee-length wool skirt, paired with her own black biker boots. While the Marc pieces—also paired on the Fall 2010 runway together—were slightly bulky, it worked. She also got me thinking of a haircut slightly more drastic than a much-needed trim. And so after thinking on it, I pranced around campus as always, fearless of a Marilyn Monroe subway vent moment and in love with the wonderfully enveloping clothes on my back. A friend and classmate even told me I looked like a Turkish prince. Perhaps it wasn't the most typical compliment, but I was thankful to receive it. Some of our most exciting fashion moments happen when we break our rules a bit.

Thrifted sweater and pants, Frye Boots, assorted jewelry

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Stella Tennant photographed by David Sims, styled by Grace Coddington

Marc Jacobs F/W 2010

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