My longtime acting coach used to refer to me as a “Quirkasaurus.” This, I’ve come to understand, was his way of calling me enormously quirky. Or a nice way of saying that I’m a weirdo. Whatever the case may be, at the time, I was offended. I wanted to be thought of as a serious actress, a beautiful leading lady. Not a bumbling dork. But he meant it as a compliment. Quirkasaurus didn’t necessarily mean that I couldn’t be the star of the show. More that mine would be a different sort of show. One that was cute, silly, somewhat dark and didn’t take itself too seriously. Many years later, I’ve stopped fighting my quirks and come to embrace them. Instead of stuffing them inside, I’ve let them come out, wether they are adorkable or unflattering. I have a borderline wicked sense of humor. I often find appeal in the strangest of qualities and circumstances. And I am more than comfortable dressing in whatever strikes my fancy, no matter how weird or off-trend it may be. Fashion is just another means of self-expression. It happens to be one of my favorites. So it doesn’t matter if someone calls me a weirdo or strange or a Quirkasaurus. I’m going to wear whatever I please. Because that’s me. Quirks and all.
Current/Elliott chambray motorcycle jacket (similar $, similar $$), L’ecole Des Femmes eyelet dress (similar $$, similar $$), Zara leopard pumps (similar $, similar $$$), Kelly Wearstler ball cuff (similar $), bodychain (similar $, similar $$,similar $$$$), Artelier World Cuff, XIV Karats necklace (similar $$$$), Catbird, XIV Karats and ginette_ny rings (similar), Kevyn Aucoin “Matte Lip Color” in Timeless
Photos by Michele LoBosco