I don't consider myself a romantic person. I revel in being whimsically intimate but the blind mystery and manufactured excitement that is romance gives me the creeps. But when it comes to fashion, when it comes to my wardrobe, when it comes to picking my outfit, I become enigmatically quixotic. I whip up ideas of beauty and fantasy to live my day out in, even if it's a t-shirt and shorts. Each choice has a purpose and a reasoning; it creates my image and feeling for the day. Nothing is more romantic to me then a new day of expression, a new style of possibilities.