The passing of Kate Spade this week has had my mind running in all kinds of directions. But I think what I keep coming back to is the reminder that life is messy. It's unpredictable, chaotic and rarely as perfect as you see in every social media feed.
I try to remind myself that the beauty of life is in the imperfections. I love hearing and reading about real life situations and events. I love reading memoirs. I love getting past the surface level to the complications underneath. It helps me to understand, appreciate and learn.
The harder part for me is sharing those moments with others. And I suspect, I'm not alone. We feel some sort of pressure to present an external image of having it all together. It can be difficult to be real with the world, even if we appreciate when others are.
I find this to be true with my clients as well. I often find that potential new clients are interested in the types of services that I provide but they're hesitant (if not just downright scared) to let a person into their private life. I come into your home, into your closet and talk to you about your personal style. That can be intimidating.
We shouldn't feel as though we need to conform to any standard, whether it's in our closet or life choices. Try to remember that style is personal. It matters less what you wear, and more how you wear it. It matters how you feel when you wear it. Style is personal. It should be.
We need to remember that the beauty and strength are in the mess. There is an importance to being real with each other. It's not easy but it is so rewarding. So here's what I choose to take away from everything that I've read and heard on the legacy of Kate Spade... there is an importance to being real, a little sparkle goes a long way, and accessories always make an outfit.
