The scales on the wings of brown African butterflies thicken and evolve to reflect violet light, “if it suits them” – a letter of love to their surroundings, a stunning externalization of their own genetic make-up.
A friend and I are chatting while glazing the rims of our coffee mugs in bright, cosmetic reds. As it often does, the conversation turns toward expression and what it means to be noticed and influenced by others, while indulging in dress that’s true to who we are and what awakens us, internally.
There’s a beautiful and unique conversation that goes on between the way we choose to adorn ourselves and the environments we reflect.
I remember myself – a little girl gaping up at “full grown” women in loud, elegant outfits thinking “twenty”, my hunger to be like them nearly seeping from my stomach. Not fully understanding why, at the time, the thought curdled nonetheless, coming out (then) in lipstick and in art and (now) in more ladylike garments and still in art. . . and lipstick.
Sometimes the little things that influence us stick around and become who we are, fashion calling them to sight in a rich and navy lustre;
Fibre vulnerable to the indents and folds of my twenty-something year old body;
Hoarfrost thread crowning neck and queuing delicate fingers, mind;
This is the response I don towards a visual culture that’s informed who I am.
This can only be had in the knowing that’s it’s OK to be influenced by the environments we espouse while seeking to express what make us . . . us.
Ever crave a look that channels your modest goddess while slippin the sexy vibes? Oh yes you do 😉
While the goal is always to feel our best, sometimes it’s hard to bridge the gap between obvious “sexywear” and a look we feel is a little more subtle. While I’ve said it before, the key to the equation is lace! This summer, I’ve become entranced with the elegant lace maxi. The epitome of “conceal to reveal”, lacy, bohemian maxis are stellar for asserting your right to be worshipped. Women are angel babes and we have this right. Exercise your divine rights, man.
While successfully elongating every inch of your luminous, goddess-like frame, ivory lace is the puurrrfect means for delivering notes of both sex appeal and tender, unapologetic femininity. These gals are the slow-pour, full-bodied brew of your closet 😉
When it comes down to it though, I think that the most important thing is feeling like the angel you are, and this one certainly did the job 🙂
Check out our Prairie Bohemian Collection for more of this look and and feel.
Thick mitts cocooning already numb fingertips, red noses, an early morning marathon between you and the prairie wind to avoid even one second more in the wintery, “great outdoors” – yeah.. that’s February.
Do you dare to keep reading? haha
Alas, fear not – March is close at hand and so is nicer imagery!
Featured: the Jenny Cardigan, available, here, on Farminista.com.
Am I right though, that it’s sometimes tough to equate the bleaker months of the Canadian experience with an atmosphere ringing of mystique? While my spools won’t craft me a breathing Casanova, I couldn’t help but find an unlikely charisma in this richly patterned, bohemian knit.
Crowned in texture from neck to hem, this stunning, ornamental cloak entices warmer days and, best of all, can still be donned when these arrive. While, for obvious reasons, I have slipped on a silky pair of tights in the images above, feel free to take this look outdoors, when the time arrives, by pairing it with a mode pair of heels and your favourite LBD 😉
There is really no need to wait until the arrival of green grass and shirtless men with washboard abs, parading on longboards to turn up the heat – I think we’ve got this one covered 😉