If I had to describe my personal style in two words, they would be comfy and vintage. I gravitate to basics — but let me be clear: basics are not minimalism. The “less is more” mantra has never been mine. There is another way to express your inner self, darlings, and it is accessories — the thing I never stop buying and never seem to have enough of.
Where the personality lives
A plain outfit is a sentence; the accessory is the punctuation that tells you how to read it. A great oversized foulard thrown around the neck. Sneakers — a true addiction, especially the designer capsule collections that turn a sports shoe into a small sculpture. A piece of jewellery with a sense of humour or a streak of the surreal: a necklace shaped like a moustache, a bracelet made of tiny bookworms, something that captures attention without trying. The basics are the stage; these are the actors.
The case against minimalism
Minimalism flatters the garment. The accessory flatters the person. Clothes can be entirely irrelevant when there is a great personality behind them — you stop seeing the fabric and start seeing the human being. A scarf, a bag in exactly the wrong-right colour, a ring you gaze at when you are bored: these are not afterthoughts. They are the argument.
Reading it again in 2026
After a decade of austere capsule wardrobes and algorithm-approved neutrals, the pendulum has swung back toward exactly this: dopamine dressing, maximal accessorising, the joy of the single odd object that makes an outfit yours. The advice holds up perfectly. Buy the basics, yes — then ruin their good behaviour with one perfect, slightly ridiculous accessory. Simplicity was always the biggest transgression; the accessory is how you commit it.