When I first started blogging, I remember hearing the comment of "your style is so simple." At first this frustrated me, probably because I heard it in a negative way, not necessarily in the way it was meant. Simple in my mind seemed lame; not exciting or mind blowing or life-changing. But over the years I've thought about it and really, that statement is very true -- my style is simple. I like simple pieces, I'm drawn to easy styles and outfits that are easy to put together and pull off. I've fought this nature many times, thinking that simple can't be right -- there has to be a way to complicate this outfit a little bit more.
Today was one of those days and of course it happens on the day I'm running late. I stand in front of my closet and ask "should I add [insert a plethora of accessory options here] to this outfit?" My closet rarely answers me, by the way. Sometimes I trip over a shoe or a purse falls and hits me in the face, but never does it answer. But as time ran out, the more I realized that maybe simple was just fine. A belt would add fuss; a scarf can be saved for another outfit when it cools down; different shoes would be nice but these are the ones I've got. I guess my closet answered me after all: simple it is.