In high school, I wore oversized Gap pocket tees that I thought hid my skinniness. Of course, I look at pictures now and I see that I only accentuated it.
At some point--part of the trickle-down style of the past few years--I started wearing the fitted, even tight, clothes that were popular.
I've suddenly bounded back the other way. It was the slouchy pants at Chloe a few seasons back that gave me sudden intimation of another way that clothes could function. Not to reveal. Not to show off one's shape. Rather, a complicated, modern layering of armor and vulnerability, revelation and mystery.
Chloe F/W 05
from Style.com
Photo Marcio Madeira
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