Inspire, Desire...

Art in any form is better without words, although well written books, poems, plays, and even songs can also be considered forms of art.

This silent art above comes from my folder of inspiration. Sometimes its best if you don't judge art but just accept it for what it is...an expression of one's opinion, viewpoint, or mood. The same goes with fashion.

Although sometimes, fashion becomes a very expressive art form that "screams" for attention.

Enjoy!

Photo Credits: The Sartorialist, Karla's Closet, Jak & Jil

Just A Thought...

On my day off today, I've had plenty of time to reflect on the things that really mean the most to me. God, self-love, my career, family, friends, and food. Deciding that with just a few things, you can make a really huge impact. Quality over quantity means so much more to me now than ever before.

Hoping to live my life with quality and conviction. Never forgetting that love and laughter are the greatest riches in the world...next to a great white oxford shirt and chronograph watch.

Happy Friday.

Time Check...

These are a few of my favorite things. Had my eye on the Nixon Time Teller P watches for quite some time and everyday I'm growing more and more weary that I may to just have to break down and get them myself. Not all watches have to be large and metal - some are simply chic - basic and functional!

The colors are just amazing and I'm imaging simple outfits with these great pops of color popping (pun intended) off of my wrist. And, at $60 it's a great value for something so AMAZING! Just holding out for Christmas and hoping Santa Claus knows I'm being a very, very, good boy.

Impossible...

I know I've been a little MIA in the past few days, but I've been going through a mini break-up with my ex. Honestly I really thought this time would be different for us. We've been back and forth, off and on for 9 years now and I can't tell you how many nights I spent praying that he and I could get back together and be what I know we could...happy in love.

Unfortunately, Life and Destiny aren't always something we can predict or force to happen. I was making plans to move him to FL to help him get back on his feet and give him a chance to make something of himself and be a better person, but of course he was lying to me and when I called him out on it he lost it. We've fought before but not like this and I definitely think that since he is in a desperate situation, our fight only added fuel to the fire and sent a message to him that he has absolutely no one on his side.

Completely untrue! I've been there through all of the lies, betrayal and deceit and still wanted to be with him. It's funny how love can force you to dream the impossible and wish the unthinkable. Right now, all I can think about is what if I never approached him about what I thought he was lying to me about? What if he did move here and we were together? Would he still be the same person he's always been? A liar! A cheat! Someone who's been hurt and doesn't know how to give love, true love, back in return?

Shontelle - Impossible

That's the other funny thing about life...you'd never know the "what ifs"...Oh well! Chocolate cupcakes will be my drug while I detox off of his. This song pretty much explains my feelings and is all that is on my iPod - constantly on repeat. So...here's to hoping the Impossible!

Organic...

T-Shirt: Banana Republic; Pants: H&M; Shoes: Narrative; Necklace: Chico's; Watch: Michael Kors

I always forget how therapeutic blogging is for me. Work is always so hectic (but I love it) and I never really have time to just sit in front of my computer and pour my thoughts into a meaningful and well constructed post!

Really, posting is similar to getting dressed in the morning. Whenever I take the time to actually pay attention to the pieces in my wardrobe and see how they all work together seamlessly, I am able to put together something that is effortless and chic and completely me. I honestly have to say that living in FL, in eternal summer, I've developed my style further than I believe I could have if I was living in NY. Yes, NY is very inspirational and mentally stimulating, but I honestly feel that when you don't have those outside influences to stimulate you either directly or indirectly you pull from something that is inside, it's very organic, and is all your own.

Don't get me wrong, I religiously read fashion blogs and magazines, but whenever I step out my door and walk around in the real world that is Fort Myers, FL I don't see the latest trends and styles emulated by everyday people...and honestly, I don't mind being the only one who wants to put a little more effort into my outfit everyday, because like this post, it's who I am and what I do. It's just...me!