A creative act of identity
Getting dressed is often seen as routine — a practical gesture repeated each morning. Yet it can also be a quiet creative act.
I have always been drawn to fashion not only as something functional, but as something aesthetic and personal. Choosing what to wear exists somewhere between instinct and intention — a subtle composition that speaks before words do.
My approach to dressing often mirrors my creative process when illustrating. It usually begins with a single piece, from which the rest of the look unfolds. Texture, proportion and a reduced palette tend to guide my choices, always searching for a sense of harmony. Aesthetically, I feel drawn to the balance between Parisian chic and Scandinavian minimalism — an elegance that feels both effortless and restrained.
Style, like identity, evolves. Over time, certain constants remain. Black, for instance, has become a quiet signature — the colour in which I feel most myself.
I am increasingly drawn to the reinterpretation of essentials: simple pieces elevated through thoughtful materials. My wardrobe sits between spontaneity and curation, though I am gradually moving towards a more intentional and conscious approach.
Perhaps the difference between following fashion and developing a personal language lies here. Trends pass, but style emerges through self-discovery.
Dressing, then, becomes more than a daily habit — it becomes a quiet form of expression.
