Finding My Style… and Accidentally Becoming “That French Girl”

Somewhere between vintage Christian Dior earrings, a perfectly tailored suit, and a scarf that ties the whole universe, and outfit, together, something magical happened: I found my personal style. Not the kind I was borrowing from Pinterest boards or runway shows, but the kind that whispers, hello world, I am here… and yes, I am fabulous.

I’ve always loved the dance between old and new. The “old” being archival treasures, the kind you stumble upon in a vintage shop and feel instantly connected to. The “new” being playful, modern touches that make an outfit feel alive, current, and unapologetically me. Lately, people have been telling me I look “very French,” and while I adore the compliment (pourquoi pas?), it made me wonder what exactly gives off that Parisian energy.

French fashion, especially the Parisian variety, has always been a global beacon of style. It’s rooted in a kind of effortless elegance, a quiet confidence that says, “I didn’t try too hard… but I know I look incredible.” The French fashion legacy dates back centuries: think the opulence of Louis XIV’s court, the invention of haute couture in the 19th century, and later, the revolutionary minds of Chanel, Dior, and Saint Laurent reshaping the silhouette of womanhood itself. France became the epicentre of fashion not simply because it created beautiful clothes, but because it created beautiful identities. It taught the world that style isn’t about excess, it's about intention. Every piece is chosen, not because it’s loud, but because it’s right.

And that’s the secret of the so-called “French look”, it’s understated, yet unforgettable. A timeless blazer, a well-chosen accessory, a palette that whispers rather than shouts… but still commands the room. It’s elegance with a pulse. Confidence with a soft voice. Attention without trying to seek it.

So perhaps the French compliment makes sense after all. My style isn’t about screaming for validation; it’s about walking into a room and letting my presence settle like perfume, subtle, warm, and entirely unmistakable.

In the end, that’s the aim: elegant, timeless, effortlessly commanding… with room for a little flair whenever the moment calls for it. Dressing like the main character isn’t just a wardrobe choice, it’s a lifestyle.

Enjoy your main character life. You deserve every fabulous moment of it.