Typically, my posts are thought out with specific points that I would like to add to the slow fashion conversation. Except this one, which was such a happy accident I decided to go ahead and post it, and in deciding to do so, I realized that even this accidental shoot has something of genuine value to bring to the discussion.
After shooting the look I featured in my most recent post, I changed into something very casual that I planned to wear for the rest of the day, which would be spent with my kids. My husband and I were driving to get a snack on our way to pick them up, and we passed an abandoned bank covered in ivy. Both of us exclaimed, "let's check that out!" at the same time. We parked, got out, and began to explore the old place, and the rest just kind of happened naturally.
While a lot of life is planned and executed in an organized manner, a fair amount is borne from spontaneity. When I was younger, I really resisted doing anything on a whim. I clung to order, and the security it made me feel, with every ounce of my willpower. In college, I was the person who preferred to curl up with a magazine on the sofa on Friday night to an evening of bar hopping and the type of unplanned shenanigans often brought about by such pastimes.
Having kids really forces the organization out of your life, and ushers in the spontaneity like a herd of stampeding bulls. I didn't really have any intention of loosening up, but I'm sure glad I did. I take a lot of cues about how to live a good life from the environmentalist John Muir, who often journaled about the value in going out into the woods just to wander, without any set intentions beyond going with the flow.
What you have here is how I really look most of the time, and any smiles you see aren't prompted by the camera. I'm just being totally authentic. Which is, in my opinion, the best kind of fashion advice anyone anywhere could give.