Photo via All Dylan
I was at an event for Veronica Beard a few weeks ago at Neiman Marcus, and my fellow bloggers and I were standing around, as we do, talking about were we got our sense of style. I kept quiet because I honestly had no clue from whence mine hails. I was an only child, and I never had a relative who was particularly interested in fashion, or a family friend.
I’ve been trying to come up with something ever since, and now the pressure it on: I’m on a panel tomorrow entitled “Style Q&A: Fashion Pros Help Elevate Your Look” for Poshfest (tickets still available!), a gathering of fashion and style enthusiasts organized by online clothing reseller and community Poshmark. I have a hunch someone might ask me that question, so it’s been at the back of my mind all week. I still don’t have a clear answer, but I think it might have something to do with moving to San Francisco in the ’90s. And Bob Dylan. And possibly Nirvana. And this Foxygen video is giving me some clues. Fingers crossed this will make sense by tomorrow.
