In Transit

Welcome to my newsletter, In Transit.

I wish I could succinctly define this small corner of the internet for you. The old me would have let this mental roadblock prevent me from starting the thing, because I don’t really know what the thing is yet. I have this annoying tendency of talking myself out of doing anything creative because self-doubt will eventually kick in. There will be a surge of energy which will soon be tampered by an inner voice that questions the value of what I have to say. Who am I and why would anyone care?

It’s taken me 30 years to truly understand that those scary voices inside my head aren’t actually real. So the new me says to do the thing anyway. Whatever this is, I can figure it out as I go.

As the name of this newsletter might suggest, I find myself in a harrowing moment of transition. Earlier this year, I left my marriage and decided to move across the country, back to LA where I grew up. When life as I knew it fell apart, something was pulling me back in this direction.

Concurrently, I have been feeling an intense urgency to start writing again. I’ve been toying with the idea of a fashion blog for at least 12 years (back when blogs were the thing), but that familiar pang of self-doubt would creep in and I would excuse myself from the pursuit. It’s strange that for some reason, in this moment of extreme vulnerability, I now feel absolutely compelled to process and share where I am in this moment the best way I know how.

So all of that to say, this newsletter isn’t going to be one thing. It might be a mood board one week and a diary entry the next. I want to share what inspires me, what I want to wear, what I’m reading and what I’m thinking about.

Basically, come for fun fashion and maybe stay so we can compare notes on existential dread?

If the only way out is through, then I’ll meet you here. Because for me anyway, everything makes more sense on the page.

All my love,

Angie

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