Hi. I'm Clara. I wear sunglasses all the time.
I consider myself an optimist, I think, and maybe that's why I feel like I always need to be prepared for the best. I wake up thinking, "today is going to be awesome, and I need to be ready for all of the awesome things that could happen."
Maybe I don't always wake up thinking that. Maybe I wake up thinking "... coffee?" or maybe I wake up thinking an array of expletives aimed at my phone alarm or maybe I wake up thinking "perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if I skipped economics just this once." The point I'm making is that one might construe my ever-present sunglasses as perhaps a metaphor for my outlook.
That is, sunny. Most of the time.
I'm not your average fashion blogger. Maybe there's no such thing as an average fashion blogger anyway. But the way I see it, there's a certain platonic ideal of the fashion blogger that we're all trying to attain, and it took me about fifteen minutes to get tired of that. I can only go on about my love of messy buns and baked goods for so long. I don't even like messy buns that much.
So this is a fashion blog according to Clara. I'm sunny and I'm sarcastic. I'm probably making fun of you. The only thing I have is my voice, and please come over and flog me if I ever start to give that up in the name of "being friendly" or "fitting in." To hell with that nonsense.
This is distilled enthusiasm with a kick. This is your vodka cranberry.
This is the sunshine rebellion.