Epilogue
Dear Destiny,
Thank you for your response to my question.
I have come a long way since then. I have realised I actually had the answer inside me all along.
You might be interested to learn that my recent work as a fashion stylist has helped me to answer some of the wider questions I had about my love life.
I have always been mesmerised by the power of clothes. Let me explain …
For me, fashion is about celebrating people.
And that includes everything about them – the negative self-talk, the feeling like we’re constantly striving to fit in and failing, and learning to accept the squishy bits we’re conditioned to find hard to love.
You see clothes, just like relationships, can break hearts because they initially promise so much; clothes can also mask the truth.
But the real beauty is when you are able to peel back the layers and work on what lies beneath – only then can a person truly shine.
As a stylist, you have to be careful. You wield enormous power, not just to create a pretty image, but to curate an honest picture of life, and with that comes great responsibility.
When you get it right, when the client steps forward into the spotlight and shows off their authentic self – and is able to use that truth to inspire others – that’s when I know my job is done.
They could be clothed, unclothed, in a designer dress, or wearing some flesh-coloured knickers, it doesn’t really matter.
Even if you’re an A-list celebrity with all the money, fans, and followers you could possibly desire, this can be the hardest task of all.
Fame is meaningless if you don’t understand who you really are.
This principle can be applied to relationships too.
When you are able to authentically connect with a partner, and they still love you for all your fuck-ups, frustrations, and bad decisions, that’s when you know you’ve struck gold.
And as for knowing whether it will last forever …
just like the best-loved pair of shoes, sometimes they will go on, treading the streets and spinning on dancefloors for a lifetime, and other times it reaches a point when they have worn out, or you grow tired of the style, and they become someone else’s new discovery in a vintage store. That’s the way life goes.
I have learnt to be happy amongst all of that uncertainty.
If there is one thing I would offer your followers to take away from my experience, it is something an old lady on the London Underground once said to me: Don’t just exist – live.
None of us know what is around the corner, not even you. But you must always, always take care of your favourite shoes.
Love,
Amber Green x
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