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She’s not just the face. She’s the lens, the language, the force. Meet the artist behind UNTITLED: Manpreet Kaur for Elle. The Girl Who Played Dress-Up (And Never Really Stopped) “I started styling professionally when I was 19, but in reality, the first draft of my aesthetic began years earlier—in my living room, when I was about eight, wearing my mom’s dupattas as gowns. I could transform the house into a runway-slash-salon-slash-music-video set. I was the model, the stylist, the hairstylist, and occasionally, the backup dancer. If YouTube had existed then, I would’ve been viral by age ten (or at least in my own head). My style didn’t arrive in a perfectly curated grid. It came through trial & error, borrowing, stealing (from family wardrobes, calm down), and safety pins betrayals (Saree incident. Mid-wedding. Publicly. Still recovering.) Mine was never about trends. It was about trying things until something clicked. I’ve had phases. All of them. Tomboy. Oversized everything. Full glam. Minimalism. Then circled back to chaos. That’s the fun of it. Now? I trust my eye. If I buy it, I’ll wear it fifty ways—layered, twisted, upside down. I remix, not hoard. And yeah, I know everyone says “dress for yourself,” but let me tell you—there’s a reason that phrase is tattooed onto every fashion-girl soul. Because when your clothes speak to you, when they make you feel something—confident, nostalgic, a little unhinged in the best way—that’s when it gets fun. Try everything. Especially the things you think you “can’t pull off.” Spoiler: You probably can. And if you can’t, congratulations—you’ve just found another story for your memoir.”
She’s not just the face. She’s the lens, the language, the force. Meet the artist behind UNTITLED: Manpreet Kaur for Elle. The Girl Who Played Dress-Up (And Never Really Stopped) "I started styling professionally when I was 19, but in reality, the first draft of my aesthetic began years earlier—in my living room, when I was about eight, wearing my mom’s dupattas as gowns. I could transform the house into a runway-slash-salon-slash-music-video set. I was the model, the stylist, the hairstylist, and occasionally, the backup dancer. If YouTube had existed then, I would’ve been viral by age ten (or at least in my own head). My style didn’t arrive in a perfectly curated grid. It came through trial & error, borrowing, stealing (from family wardrobes, calm down), and safety pins betrayals (Saree incident. Mid-wedding. Publicly. Still recovering.) Mine was never about trends. It was about trying things until something clicked. I’ve had phases. All of them. Tomboy. Oversized everything. Full glam. Minimalism. Then circled back to chaos. That’s the fun of it. Now? I trust my eye. If I buy it, I’ll wear it fifty ways—layered, twisted, upside down. I remix, not hoard. And yeah, I know everyone says “dress for yourself,” but let me tell you—there’s a reason that phrase is tattooed onto every fashion-girl soul. Because when your clothes speak to you, when they make you feel something—confident, nostalgic, a little unhinged in the best way—that’s when it gets fun. Try everything. Especially the things you think you “can’t pull off.” Spoiler: You probably can. And if you can’t, congratulations—you’ve just found another story for your memoir."
She’s not just the face. She’s the lens, the language, the force. Meet the artist behind UNTITLED: Manpreet Kaur for Elle. The Girl Who Played Dress-Up (And Never Really Stopped) " I started styling professionally when I was 19, but in reality, the first draft of my aesthetic began years earlier—in my living room, when I was about eight, wearing my mom’s dupattas as gowns. I could transform the house into a runway-slash-salon-slash-music-video set. I was the model, the stylist, the hairstylist, and occasionally, the backup dancer. If YouTube had existed then, I would’ve been viral by age ten (or at least in my own head). My style didn’t arrive in a perfectly curated grid. It came through trial & error, borrowing, stealing (from family wardrobes, calm down), and safety pins betrayals (Saree incident. Mid-wedding. Publicly. Still recovering.) Mine was never about trends. It was about trying things until something clicked. I’ve had phases. All of them. Tomboy. Oversized everything. Full glam. Minimalism. Then circled back to chaos. That’s the fun of it. Now? I trust my eye. If I buy it, I’ll wear it fifty ways—layered, twisted, upside down. I remix, not hoard. And yeah, I know everyone says “dress for yourself,” but let me tell you—there’s a reason that phrase is tattooed onto every fashion-girl soul. Because when your clothes speak to you, when they make you feel something—confident, nostalgic, a little unhinged in the best way—that’s when it gets fun. Try everything. Especially the things you think you “can’t pull off.” Spoiler: You probably can. And if you can’t, congratulations—you’ve just found another story for your memoir."