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If mustard yellow and caramel brown had a baby, that is what the color of this blazer would be. The photos truly do not do it justice, but I have been absolutely OBSESSED with this oversized Elizabeth + James thrift store find.

MK+A pieces are always top of my list to keep an eye out for when perusing the racks at my local thrifts. I have zero shame in my long standing love for the Olsen twins.

This blazer was absolutely an inner teenager purchase. She was the more colorful one, while my 30something self has found comfort in more understated looks. Alas, I had no say in the matter. My heart damn near beat out of my chest when I saw it and thought of all the fabulous wardrobe combinations I could construct with this one piece.

I am definitely not known to wear an abundance of color in my day to day wardrobe. Those who know me would be able to cite an all black base outfit with a cream/brown overcoat of sorts with either Doc Martens or Nike Air Maxes as my go to look. Working color back into my wardrobe has been a bit difficult for me as I am quite picky in regard to shades because it will determine how long a piece resides in my closet.

I was a bit perplexed that a mustard(ish) yellow blazer moved me in such a way. The shade itself is reminiscent of the late 2000s and early 10s; every hipster it girl owned variations of it in their wardrobes and those girls were the epitome of cool in my mind at the time. The way they mixed patterns, texture, color was so MK+A and that is all I wanted. To feel effortlessly chic and cool.

I suppose dressing in accordance with what my inner teenager would have wanted to wear was the route I chose to start the healing. Due to there not being a specific roadmap to follow, I figured the Universe wouldn’t protest me on it.

I will say, my favorite part of this leg of the journey is that my iconic idgaf attitude that I have refined in the first part of my thirties pairs beautifully with my wardrobe styling. It has proven to provide more memorable looks than I initially anticipated, which has me attempting to document said looks. I never want to forget what I looked like during this season of life. I want this to be a time I can look back on with such joy because I finally started to become the woman I always visualized myself being, right down to the ever changing wardrobe.