I’ll readily admit to foregoing
trivialities heat and electricity in order to bask in the bliss afforded to one only on the second floor shoe department of Bergdorf Goodman.
That said, one of the reasons why I enjoy maintaining my blog is because I believe that there’s a vast disparity between the digestibility of street style and that of a wholly unattainable editorial spread laid out in the recesses of a high end fashion publication. While I enjoy browsing mags just as much as the rest of us, I find that I draw significantly more inspiration from personal style forums than I do from uber androgynous models clad in Balenciaga bloomers, their “languid Ibiza beach waves” (constructed by sixteen people immediately prior to shoot) framing chiseled cheekbones and wide set alien eyes.
I’ve always wanted to feel comfortable in my own skin, and I think that’s a fairly ubiquitous desire. While major components of realizing such an effort have included daily prayer, good friends, and a shrink, I believe that it’s important to be able to look in a full body mirror and love what you see standing before you.
I understand the dismissal of the fashion industry as being something vapid, unattainable and entirely superficial, but I don’t look it at that way at all. Personal style acts as a uniting force among women, providing a creative platform on which we learn and draw inspiration from one and other on a global scale.
That’s what NoteBrooke is – a place to cultivate ideas, to document life as it unfolds (even the parts that aren’t masked in concealer), and to share with you all of the tips & tricks that I’ve learned along the way.
Ask me anything – I’m an open book
With Love and Wishing You Every Blessing,