STYLE isn't about getting dressed. It's about SOUL FIRE!
I BELIEVE that every single one of us can be STYLISH, because STYLE has nothing to do with the size OR shape of our bodies.
I BELIEVE that STYLE is an outward reflection of WHO WE ARE on the inside. (I call it Inside-Out Congruency.)
I BELIEVE that when we get RIGHT WITH STYLE, we can all RUN FASTER + JUMP HIGHER.
Hi! I’m STASIA (pronounced STAY-sha) and I’m soooo HAPPY you’re here! And quite frankly, I can’t believe that I’m here. Had you asked me a five years ago if I’d have my own business... as a STYLE COACH, I would have said HELL NO!
I broke up with style over 20 years ago because...
- I couldn't figure out what style box I fit into (classic, preppy, outdoorsy, hippy ??)
- My boobs were too small and my hips were too wide
- I had cellulite
- Shit's expensive, and I couldn't afford any of it (except the clearance rack at Old Navy)
- I studied Ecology in college so fast-fashion grossed me out the door
- I couldn't spend $80 for a pair of jeans, when that money could feed a family in my Peace Corps village for MONTHS! (RPCV Moldova 03-05 / Woot Woot!!)
- I wasn't worth it
I wrapped my broken-up-with-style love story into one powerful mantra... "IT'S WHAT'S ON THE INSIDE THAT MATTERS”.
I was a style disaster. I didn't know what colors, cuts or styles worked on my body. I was severely self conscious and lacking confidence... and it showed.
When my daughter, Raisa, was born, she had a whole host of medical problems, so I became a stay-at-home-medical-mama. l would take her on long walks, and almost daily, we would pop into the local thrift shop for a look. All of a sudden, my values and my budget were no longer challenged because everything was inexpensive AND recycled!
I went hog-wild and bought clothes incessantly. I experimented, studied, observed, read and analyzed. And slowly but surely, I started figuring out MY STYLE.
I realized that if on Monday, I felt BOLD BRAVE + BEAUTIFUL, but on Tuesday, I felt fat frumpy and forlorn, that my body COULD NOT be the problem, because my body hadn't changed from Monday to Tuesday.
Oh. Em. Gee. My body was not the problem.
It was the damn pants!
When I wore clothes that suited my soul and my silhouette, something magical happened. I smiled more. I made eye contact. I engaged in conversation.
I FOUND MY VOICE.
I went from thinking I was an introvert, to KNOWING I was an extrovert that had been LACKING CONFIDENCE for way too long.
Since Raisa was old enough to dress herself, she’s wanted to wear “boy clothes”. For years I coerced her into wearing dresses and bootcut jeans, even though she hated them. Until one day, when she was six years old, she talked me into buying her a shirt and tie at the local thrift shop. When we got home, she put on the shirt and tie, looked in the mirror, and took her own breath away. She ran across the dining room and said, MAMA MAMA, LOOK HOW FAST I CAN RUN! Then, she jumped high into the air and said, MAMA MAMA, LOOK HOW MUCH HIGHER I CAN JUMP WHEN I’M WEARING A SHIRT AND TIE!
And it hit me.
She could RUN FASTER and JUMP HIGHER
when she was wearing clothes on the outside
that were authentically who she was on the inside!!
So don't get me confused with your average "personal stylist". I don't follow trends, read fashion magazines, adhere to style "rules", or place any-person into ANY boxes. I don't do makeovers, and I don't offer up cheap advice.
STYLE is another word for TRANSFORMATION.
It comes from within, and it can change your damn life. If you don't believe me, ask Raisa. She pretty much invented what I call Inside-Out Congruency.