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@kallmeyerofficial made me feel pretty so ok I’ll be cheesy for a second. working in the “business” side of fashion it’s easy to get wrapped up in the tornado that is the scene, invites, celebs, connections etc etc. but i remember when i used to love getting dressed as a kid. when my parents thought I was asleep, I’d turn my light on dim and try on half my closet. i used to cut out items from the limited too and gap catalogs and glue them into my composition notebook, creating outfits i wanted to wear. it brought me joy. it made me feel like I was good at something, or like I could express myself in a way only I understood. i was a very insecure teenager, and I didn’t really talk back to anyone who bothered me, but getting dressed the way I wanted was my own way of standing up for myself. now, the internet can get overwhelming. But then things happen where i see beautiful clothes made by wonderful designers that speak to my soul and I get reminded of that tween girl cutting out images of magazines she stole from her dad’s office waiting room. And that brings me immense joy. yes, numbers, likes and views and are important in the industry, and it’s a big part of the job i chose! But also finding time to remember to appreciate clothes that make you feel beautiful and tell a story you want to read forever is something i need to do more often. Anyways, grateful. 🤍
