The thing they don’t tell you about having style is that it is always influenced by your surroundings. And to the extent that any of us have bought into the theory that there are no original ideas, the same could be said for original style. None of it is technically original because it is always inspired by or derivative of something else.
Then again, the thing about originality is that it does not have to be generated from scratch to be original. You can just the same blend several ideas and concepts, infuse them with the psychic and soulful substance that makes you, you, then spin all of that into something new.
It’s like, my kids are constructed of half my DNA and half my husband’s, but that doesn’t make them half copies of each of us. They are also completely original, living expressions of divine creation in the broadest sense.
This has been on my mind a lot as I notice my style taking new turns — as I lean into lighter layers and subtler color and tighter, more sensual shapes. I think to myself: have I lost my sense of originality?

On a good day, I realize, of course not. Where what drove me prior was influenced by a decidedly different aesthetic, it was still just that: influenced. But creative curiosity is taking it elsewhere. And whatever is playing out is an honest expression of that curiosity. A renewed commitment to honoring it.
Acknowledging this, in a way, disarms a misguided sense of loyalty to things and ideas and ways of dressing that I’ve called “so me.” To the stasis implicit in labeling yourself.
It makes it feel more natural and exciting to embrace evolution (change) and see the almost spiritual loyalty to trust within the embrace. And anyway, I do always find myself.

Meanwhile, I admit: The great thaw was premature. I did the thing I said you’re not supposed to and called winter over before it was. But I think now we are actually out of the woods — proof: I went for a run yesterday after a week out of town around 6 in the morning and on the path, floral whiffs filled my lungs while birds chirped. The colors blooming out of the trees were so overwhelming, I could not let a single additional input through.
And at the end of it all, my hands weren’t cold. No gloves were necessary and my hands weren’t cold. Such. Sweet. Relief.
As always when the weather gets gentle and the creative output around it no longer must reconcile so much practicality as its first order urgency, the clothes get more fun to put on.


I don’t know if this is how it goes for you too, but I am genuinely more compelled to get outside when I am eager to get dressed. And when I’m out, I’m more open to chance, I’m actually living, as in making life.
It’s not that the clothes make me want to live, but they’re a first-pass flame-igniter. I have said that they (the clothes) can’t solve your problems or actually make you happy — that they won’t literally make you any stronger — but when they hit, I maintain that they really can arm you with the kind of confidence that unlocks faith. Faith in yourself and then with so much grace, everyone that is around you.
At worst, they make getting through a slog better, and at best might implore you to get the hell out there and make your dreams come true! At the grand prospect hall!
Of course you don’t need clothes to make this happen, but I am convinced that you need a low stakes creative outlet. One that is more pleasure than work. That is the flame-igniter. If getting dressed is it, honor that. Try on the outfits. Make the lookbook. Bring your baby along for the ride —


And if it’s not, do the thing that is, or figure out what it can be. In either instance, here r 25 outfit ideas that reflect the evolution mentioned above, to accommodate the highs and lows (temperature-wise, but emotionally too, I guess) of the next bouquet of weeks —




























Have a great week,
Leandra
❤️the pic of you collapsed in the chair.. & as a former denizen of CH (92nd off 5th) it’s ever so fun to revisit the neighborhood & to see the seasons 😘
swoon! just ordered the deiji peplum in lemon. can’t wait to play around with this accessory.