With every new magazine I flip through, piece I acquire, person I meet, collection I see, book I read or song I listen to, my styles evolves in new ways. I’ve gone from girly to grown up, overdone to overly simply, flats to platforms to pumps, and everywhere in between.

In high school I was the girl who wore sweaters with feathered collars from Contempo Casuals in the humid Hawaiian climate. During freshman year in college, I studied Animal Science and lived in Abercrombie & Fitch.

At the end of my sophomore year, I discovered that I enjoyed thinking about things much more than simply memorizing facts and I moved my major to Political Science and my minor to English – I also took a job at Neiman Marcus where I got my first real taste of designer fashion. I was reading Milton, trying on Dolce, and buying too much Prada.

At some point, BCBG became my go-to store for everyday trendy pieces, but when the general manager (who I loved shopping with) became the store manager at Ralph Lauren, I followed her.

Then I watched Sex and the City; I bought a pair of Manolo Blahniks and started experimenting more with fun fashion.

Since moving to Manhattan, my style and taste has evolved tremendously within a relatively short period of time. Within several months I went from being an intern for a bunch of grungy publicists to the pr manager for Abaeté, a feminine, sexy, sophisticated contemporary line. I ended up wearing Abaeté for nearly three years straight (which I’m not complaining about, by the way, I love it all actually), but believe that only since deciding to become a full time writer and entering a more creative chapter of my life (and believing that I too had something worth saying), has my style truly become something of my own.

But it isn’t all about me. My style is also heavily influenced by the weather, the world, my child, my friends, the break-ups, the new men, the other girls on the streets.

Recently, I’ve developed a deep appreciation and love for Helmut Lang, Jil Sander, and other collections that exude a sexy, non-fuss sensibility and confidence. I’m not a cute girly girl anymore - I’m a strong, smart, sexy woman (or at least I hope I am). Femininity, for me, has definitely evolved.