Listen, the idea that I might be a fashion soothsayer is very flattering but completely inaccurate.

I think Maje typifies that French vibe where it's simple items that are very practical, very wearable but also like incredibly chic and expensive-looking.

Boys say they don't mind how you get your hair done. But then they leave you for someone with really great standard girl hair and the next thing you know you're alone with a masculine crop crying into your granola.

I don't like it when people don't know the difference between their, they're, there.

I think it's about time people stopped judging women on their appearance and more on their intellect. Like you can appreciate my style without having to appreciate my weight. It's not actually mutually exclusive. I just get frustrated because just because I exist in this shape doesn't mean that I'm like advocating it.

I worry all the time that I'm going to run out of ideas, you know? I always tell my mom my fashion ideas, because I know she'll remember them.

Looking effortless takes a lot of effort.