As a young girl I always loved clothes. And fashion. Reading YM and Seventeen magazine. Drooling over the models (so pretty!) and the clothes (so chic!) I didn’t know how to translate that love of clothing to myself yet, but I enjoyed pouring through each new issue and starting to discover what I liked.
In high school I was not fashionable. At all. I wore jeans and sweatshirts and a scrunchie (I can’t even say the word scrunchie without hearing Carrie Bradshaw in my head the way she said it…scrrrrr-un-chie!) I wore heavy black soled shoes and a massive L.L. Bean backpack and no makeup. I may have even done the grunge thing for a time (think plaid shirts and ripped jeans with a walkman playing Nirvana…)
I didn’t get the epiphany until the day John Kennedy Jr.’s plane went down that summer of ’99. I became obsessed. I bought every magazine with Carolyn Bessette on it. She became my style icon. I taped pictures of her up in my college dorm room and may have looked a little strange for doing so. But I didn’t care. She became the catalyst for my style awakening. I started reading about all the Kennedy’s and fell in love with Jackie. One of the first gifts my husband gave me was an autobiography of Jackie and it is one of my most cherished possessions.
I started thinking more about how I wanted to represent myself. Who was I, style wise? I have played around with this concept since then. I have tried on many styles, looking to see what was the most me. And you know what? I still don’t know. I know what I like now, but it may not be the same next year. And that’s okay. I love fashion and personal style. I love seeing what other people put together and wondering if it will work for me. I love that I can live in a small town and be a stay at home mom and still feel like I am part of the fashion industry by writing a style blog. I love meeting other blogger’s and feeling like I am part of something. I love being creative on a daily basis and taking ideas and putting them out there, good or bad.
I named my blog, Because of Jackie because it was because of her (and Carolyn) that my love of style started. And that is why I blog.