I fervently believe that we shouldn't be afraid to wear our favorite clothes every day and everywhere. However, when you like climbing trees, scrambling on rocks by the ocean, and in general being slightly outdoors-y, you do tend to be rough on your clothes. Case in point: my brand new lace tights from ASOS ripped on a rock the very first day I wore them. Oh well, at least I will have the memory of a blindingly bright day and crashing waves to comfort me...

We've had some frightfully clear and cold days lately. It always strikes me as counter-intuitive that overcast days with snow can be significantly more warm than clear, bright winter days with a brisk wind. It's as if the outside is deceptively brilliant and inviting, but like a will-o'-the-wisp from a fairy tale, it's an illusion of false warmth and security. I am of course that foolish wanderer of yore who can't resist following the flickering lights...if I chase the sun long enough spring will arrive, no?

all photographs courtesy of Closet Visit

Some days clothes are more about getting you where you want to go than making a statement. I always reach for this coat when I want to go adventuring...it feels more rugged than my other coats (whatever that means). Anyway, I didn't go on a grand journey, but rather just wandered around some of the dunes near the beach I hadn't explored before.

After four years (interrupted by studies abroad in Japan and Greece) in Pennsylvania for college, I told myself I would live somewhere warmer and not experience such miserable winters again. Unfortunately, I have not succeeded in keeping that promise to myself! Last year I experienced a very mild winter in Washington State...I had hoped that in moving to Virginia there would be a repeat of that. Allow these pictures to serve as evidence that this has not happened. Perhaps, I'll have to move even further south before next year...

Fall, winter, summer, and spring I've worn this dress through them all. It's more than three years old now, one of my first purchases from ASOS (I can't resist an insect print), and definitely still one of my favorite dresses to wear. It's rather fun to dig through the archives and pull up a few photographs on how I've worn it before. The process is helping me sort through my closet and figure out what to keep (pieces I wear again and again) and what to donate to my local thrift shop.