I Have 5 Style Goals for 2018, and They’re All From Instagram

If pregnancy has taught me one thing it is to appreciate my non-pregnant ankles. At current scale, they have swollen to the size of tree trunks, which apparently is normal (to the chagrin of my judgement). If pregnancy has taught me two things, the second is that I probably don’t need to experiment with my style to the extent that I think I do.

I know I said I probably wouldn’t stop being a maximalist in that self-indulgent mirror selfie story that went up in December, but honestly, there is really only one style of outfit that I miss so implicitly, I genuinely have dreams about it. In said dream, I am wearing high waist non-stretch, straight leg jeans, a crisp white t-shirt, some version of a tuxedo or wool blazer and shoes that run a more creative gamut.

To that, it should go without saying these classic pieces do not preclude me from wild accessories, but I digress. In thinking through any “style resolutions” I may be forming to usher in 2018, it occurred to me that a) calling them style resolutions is so far the worst thing I have done this year and b) I’ve unwittingly created a mood board with the saved photo function on Instagram. On this mood board, I seem to catalogue all the people I could see myself becoming over the course of the next 12 months. There is less of the above embedded photo and more of this:

As for the rest of my purported, future identities, I’m trying to be realistic about the fact that I know I get bored really fast and that a week into wearing jeans and t-shirts, I’m going to want to change. Maybe my hankering for such a simple, tailored outfit is symptomatic of evolving style — of becoming older and wanting to look more mature. (What a difference a year makes!) So I bring you style resolution #1:

Wear more pearls un-ironically

Doesn’t she do it so seamlessly? And she looks so cool — that could be the Balenciaga effect (see: her feet), or the Céline effect (see: her sunglasses), or perhaps she is simply one of those people who makes my grandmother’s things look like they’ve been made for denizens of the East Village, but either way: I vow to expose my neck more through the fell use of button-down shirts in fabrics that go beyond poplin and to pair said neck with pearls (these ones are $30). Maybe I should wear more skirts too. Yeah.

Wear more skirts

I’ve really pigeon-holed my style because of the inferiority complex that I maintain from my days as a yeshiva day school student who was obliged to wear skirts that looked vaguely like the one that is photographed, but those days are over! I’m a new woman! And while I wait for my ankles to shrink, there’s no harm in covering them with socks that irreverently pair with various printed, mid-length skirts. Right? Right!

But then again, I know myself

And I will probably still want to look like this when the weather is really grim and I just need an excuse to feel alive, so resolution #3 is to go easy on myself with these style resolutions and allow aesthetic, recreational lunacy where it is requested or demanded.

These jeans, socks, sneakers and baseball cap are invited, too.

Take your suits more seriously, but don’t be so literal

I’ve never been on a safari, but that does not mean I don’t want to go on one. Resolution #4 is to be creative about wearing suits: pair olive green pants, for example, with utility jackets, add white shoes if I want and finally! Make a strong case for the newsboy cap.

Addendum: I can be literal sometimes:

Finally, wear a jet ski

I almost forgot that 2018 is chock-full of seasons, including the best one of them all: summer, which reminds me that the final style resolution (No.5, like the perfume!), should really center around marine life. This one is two-fold in that I will demand myself to wear full piece bathing suits as if they are dresses (so, you know, styled solo), with belts, jet skis, and probably a slew of other ancillary products like headscarves and sunglasses and bracelets and earrings.

With that, I wish you the very best going into 2018 and a genuine good riddance to snow boots.

Feature image by Markus Strasser / PARK Wien (@Park_Wien). Erni is wearing checked jacket by Raf Simons, checked skirt by Sofie D’Hoore, striped turtleneck by Christian Wijnants, wrap blouse and high heels by Haider Ackermann, checked socks by Antipast and sunglasses by Robert la Roche Vintage.

Leandra M. Cohen

Leandra M. Cohen is the founder of Man Repeller.

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