I’m not really that fussy or picky with my things—usually—but I do recognize the power that something fancy holds. When I put on something just a little fancier than my normal wares, I feel my mood perk up a little bit. Call it superficial, but it’s the truth! (Perhaps I am just a superficial person? Cue another existential crisis for Carina.)
I don’t really rely on much makeup for pick-me-ups, though I do have to hand it to Guerlain Rouge G L’Extrait in Orgueil for making me feel like the HBIC and not a tiny, awkward mouse. I also feel a little bit better about myself when I pull out the Dior Addict Lip Glow to moisturize my lips, which was given to me by Laala from our swap! Recently, I’ve taken it upon myself to spritz on some perfume, something I used to do a lot in high school, but have outgrown now that I’m actually at an age when perfuming yourself is the norm. For extra fancy fumes, I use Diptyque’s Vetyverio.
Normally, though, I just go for clothes or jewelry. My two favorite necklaces are both from designer collaborations with Of a Kind. One’s by BRVTVS and it features two Vs that hang over your clavicle like vampire fangs (Double Arrow Necklace). The other one is by Aili, featuring three small sapphires, my birthstone, nestled in a golden triangle (Sapphire Lucky Number 3 Necklace). This is the first piece of somewhat expensive jewelry that I ever bought myself, so it holds a special meaning. It helps that these seem to be compliment magnets! I also put on this weird old ring when I want to make an effort. It’s not really classy or elegant—it’s kind of tacky, really—but I saw it at a flea market in Paris (Porte des Vanves!) and fell in love.
This top by Alexander Wang is my go-to fancy shirt. I scored it on eBay for way less than it was going for (it was used for a photo shoot) and it is beautiful and billowy. The pair of shoes I recently acquired that makes me feel all sorts of fuzzies is this second hand pair of brogues by Mark McNairy, discovered thanks to my brother. It’s pretty fucking snug, but I’ll endure the foot pain because it’s so darn pretty.
What about you? What do you do when you need to feel fancy?