Drew Barrymore I am not, but Brooklyn Gundlach I am

Do you ever see an outfit in a window and picture it on you? Or do you ever lie in bed and night thinking about what you want to wear in the morning, and you can see perfectly how it is going to look? However then when you put it on, it looks NOTHING like you thought, even when you have worn that outfit a thousand times. I love wearing jeans and a tee shirt. In my mind I look like Drew Barrymore when I wear them. I even went through a phase in high school in which I wore suspenders because she wore them in the movie “Bad Girls.” However when I look in the mirror, there I stand. 5’2, size 14/16, boobs that don’t fit with suspenders, without make-up, and often un-showered (remember I have a baby). Besides the blond hair there is nothing Drew about me.

In high school I spent the first three and half years depressed about this, and ate more. I tried shopping with my skinny, beautiful mother at Neiman Marcus and Saks where she shopped. She got me a personal shopper there. Still I struggled to find my look, as did the shopper. Nothing fit, and the stuff that did fit, looked horrible. The clothes I liked that did fit, my mother and the shopper didn’t like. I eventually found clothes that fit, but no jeans, and lots of sweaters. By senior year I hated myself. I hated my body. I was depressed. The depression was brought on by much more than my weight, and the clothes I could wear. But clothes and my weight were something that I had control over and could alter.

I convinced myself that I had to be skinny to be beautiful. Not my best idea, but I was 17. I lost a lot of weight very quickly and suddenly I was the jeans and tee shirt kind of girl I always pictured. The suspenders looked good on me. Drew still didn’t look back at me in the mirror, but I was Drew like.

What happened next I’m sure you can guess. Over the course of college I gained back all my weight and went back to my 14/16 size self. But I learned some lessons when I was too small for me. I learned that when I looked good, I felt good. I also learned that I saw beauty in all these women who had similar weight struggles as me. I mostly learned that I wasn’t Drew. I mean logically of course I knew I’d never look like her, I’m not crazy. But I learned that I could look good as me.  If I looked good, I felt good. I started to have a different view of who I was physically. I looked for clothes that worked for me. I gave up my jeans and tee shirt look and went for a Los Angeles look. I went for black pants, and tight tops, and was projecting sexiness quite bit. Looking back at pictures, not my best yet again, but it was mine. My choice, my style, my look, my body I was proud of, and it all radiated out me. Personal style is not about the trendiest look, it was about finding something that made you feel good. And in my tight black pants, and my tight little tops, plus size and all I had found my college style. Later I would get back to my jeans and tee shirt look, however I learned too look in the mirror and see Brooklyn. And when I went out, people saw me.

Mornings in my house are currently so busy with Stella, so every night before bed I pick out my outfit for the next day. I think about how it is going to look on me. I picture the accessories I am going to wear, and the purse I am going to carry with it. I think about being at the grocery store in that outfit and feeling confident and rocking that look. I picture me just being awesome. In the morning I put on that great outfit that I have worn a thousand times before and nine times out of ten it’s a no go. I’m thankful that I no longer picture Drew when I imagine outfits, but I now imagine the perfect version of me. I love that version. I love that I have that version. It means I believe in myself and I am confident and I want to exude that. But it’s not always realistic. Our bodies can change daily. We can have days when we didn’t shower. Days when our make-up just isn’t working. Days when we are just not the Drew versions of ourselves. So I change my outfit to something that is going to work with what I am feeling that day. I sometimes attempt the Drew hair and make up, although most times I am lucky to get the mascara on, and I look in the mirror and I give myself an honest look. The outfit I picked out the night before wasn’t working, but this one is. I look good in this one for the day. I love the necklace, or I love the scarf, or I love the jeans. Something I find to channel my inner Drew and feel the best me I can be, so I can rock it at the grocery store with my hair a mess, little make-up, and covered in spit up.

The moral of all this is that when I look like the spit up covered version of Drew/Brooklyn is I look my best. You know why? It’s because I am being me. I am in the style that fits who I am. I am confortable in my own skin, and my own clothes, and it works with my everyday life. Every morning I put on something that makes me feel good, and I tell myself I look good in it. It’s all about finding our style and rocking it, spit up and all.

Below are 2 pics of me dressed up. One is the right before I got pregnant.  I’m plus size and in my own style.  The other is homecoming of my junior year.  The outfit was picked out with the help of others who had their style in mind not mine, and didn’t understand curvy girls.  Really no girl wants to wear a power suit to homecoming.  Style must be personal.

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About stellalucille

Growing up, I did not like to shop-in fact, it almost always ended in tears. As a teenager I was busy baking, swimming, and hanging out with my boyfriend, not reading Seventeen or Elle for fashion advise. There was no indication I’d find my calling in fashion. But that all changed when I went to Los Angeles for collage and wanted to look the part. At first I loved to shop, but I easily gained the freshman 15, then more. Shopping became more difficult, but I stilled wanted to dress well. I fell in love with finding fashion forward clothing for the curvy woman and from there I had a plus size clothing. I’ve been all sizes- from straight sizes to junior plus, plus, maternity plus and back again. I love fashion and believe everyone needs to dress in his or her own style, while meshing that with what is fashion forward, fits, and works within your budget. Even though I’m the woman that wanted to wear jeans to my own wedding, I’ve always been the person that friends and family turn to for fashion advise, developing style, creating a shopping plan, educating them on fit, and helping them see beyond their own body perceptions. Put it this way I didn’t wear jeans to my wedding but when I found that elusive, perfect dress the first thing I said was it “feels” like I’m in my jeans. Finding the right fit is not always easy. Finding the right clothes is not always easy, and finding the right style is not always easy. But I can help you with all of that. Whatever shape or size, gender, lifestyle or budget there are great, fashionable, clothes for you. Feeling good in what you wear can make you feel great in who you are.

Posted on May 25, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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