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Story & Lesson Highlights with Chloe Taylor of Newport Beach

We’re looking forward to introducing you to Chloe Taylor. Check out our conversation below.

Chloe, it’s always a pleasure to learn from you and your journey. Let’s start with a bit of a warmup: What is a normal day like for you right now?
I usually wake up around 8, roll out of bed with my hair a total mess, sticking out in all directions like every strand has its own opinion. Then I stumble toward my first cup of coffee. Some mornings are just too hard, so I stay in bed a little longer and order Starbies instead. Honestly, it tastes better when I don’t have to make it… don’t you agree?

Once I’m semi-functional, and depending on my mood, I’ll do a little yoga or throw on sneakers(Nike’s currently) for a quick run on the beach. The salty air actually wakes me up better than coffee. Still, coffee and I are in a long-term relationship. Don’t tell the ocean.

Then, of course, it’s phone time, starting with emails, socials, DMs, the whole spiral. A little scrolling through Insta for “research” purposes only (that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it). If there’s a photoshoot, it’s all about hair and makeup. Quick and light, if a pro will be there, and full-on diva if it’s just me. Then it’s off to a location or studio shoot for most of the day, with coffee breaks and a healthy lunch being 100% non-negotiable.

On non-shoot days, I’m still working, picking outfits, jotting down content ideas, wandering to find inspiration. Sometimes I just walk around with no plan and hope something sparks. Honestly, those are usually the best days. Other times, I’ll try on outfits, spin around in front of the mirror, and basically host my own runway show, judging myself way too hard, like we do. And then there are the days when nothing actually works. Every frame feels off, every outfit feels wrong. I sulk, complain, freak out… and eventually laugh at myself before trying again.

Evenings are calmer. Dinner with my parents, cooking together, or hanging out with friends. If I’m restless, I’ll walk along the coast and pretend I’m Snow White with the seagulls as my own little bird entourage, only thing is mine are louder and way less helpful. Sometimes I’ll go out to eat instead, and dessert is always a must, because priorities. And if the vibe is right, an occasional night out.

So yeah, my days are this mix of hustle, silliness, half-plans that somehow turn into adventures, and a whole lot of coffee. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it.

Can you briefly introduce yourself and share what makes you or your brand unique?
Hey there! I’m Chloe, your go-to girl for all things fun, fashionable, and just a little whimsical. I live in Newport Beach, where the sun is basically permanent, and yes… I lowkey have a lifelong love affair with coffee. I’m an aspiring model and content creator, which basically means I spend my days chasing sunlight for that golden hour magic, or just trying to find the perfect light and shot so it looks like I planned it (spoiler: I usually didn’t). Turning little moments into tiny stories, I share online. Some days I’m at a photoshoot. On other days, I’m styling outfits, striking silly little poses, and spinning for fun, turning my day into tiny fashion experiments. Checking cute spots around the city, or wandering, hoping inspiration hits.

My corner of Instagram isn’t about the glitz and glam. Well, maybe a tiny bit because who doesn’t love a killer outfit. It’s really about connection, positivity, and a touch of mischief. I share stories, behind-the-scenes chaos, silly selfies, and all the little things that make life wonderfully flawed and joyful. Its about reminding people, and myself, that it’s okay to be perfectly imperfect, laugh at yourself, and enjoy the ride.

Right now, I’m trying to grow as a person and grow my community, while experimenting with styling, photography, modeling, and content creation. I’m trying to learn everything I can to help me turn this little dream into something bigger. My goal is simple. To brighten someone’s day, spark a smile, or even better, a laugh, and encourage confidence. I want to create my little corner of the internet in which people have a space where laughter, creativity, kindness, and positivity rule and no negativity exist. Make everyone feel like they belong in this little world we’re building together. That’s me in a nutshell, a little playful chaos in the best way, curious about everything, sometimes too much for my own good, and always up for the next adventure.

Thanks for sharing that. Would love to go back in time and hear about how your past might have impacted who you are today. Who were you before the world told you who you had to be?
People usually called me “the pretty girl,” but honestly. I had no idea what that even meant when I was little. I was only interested in climbing trees, running around the yard, making disaster-level messes in the kitchen trying to be a chef, and drawing things that looked nothing like the real world but made perfect sense to me.

Before anyone else tried to tell me who I should be, I was just me. Parading around in mismatched socks like it was the best outfit ever, inventing goofy stories for my dolls, treating the beach like my secret kingdom. Role-playing adventures I hadn’t even named yet, pretending to be a princess. Yeah, I still do that sometimes… don’t judge. I guess it hit me later, maybe in high school, that people were seeing me a certain way. And I had to figure out how to be more than just that label.

Funny thing is, Insta only ever shows the perfect side of yourself, the “my hair actually behaves and I don’t look like a mess for once” kind of vibe. What people don’t see is the slightly chaotic, imperfect other side, the early mornings, outfit experiments that flop more often than they succeed, quirky poses that make me go “what was I thinking?”, clumsy moments (especially with food), and hours spent chasing the perfect shot. All the tiny fails that are really just part of learning, growing, and laughing at yourself along the way.

That’s the real me. That lively, goofy, unpolished childhood, with mismatched socks, dolls, and imaginary adventures. This is exactly where my love for storytelling and playing dress-up came from. Now, I play with outfits and characters the way I used to invent adventures. Usually messing up a lot before it clicks, making ridiculous faces and not even caring who’s watching. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade that journey for anything, the chaos, the laughter, the little failures, and all the unexpected wins that come with it.

If you could say one kind thing to your younger self, what would it be?
I’d probably tell her, “Hey, you don’t have to have it all figured out right now. Seriously, chill.” I used to think every mistake was the end of the world, like spilling juice on my white shirt at lunch was basically a life-ruiner. What I didn’t realize is that all those tiny fails, awkward moments, and goofy experiments were actually the good stuff, the parts that make life fun and interesting.

I’d also remind her she’s not “too much.” Too loud, too silly, too dramatic, none of that it’s bad. Those are what actually makes her sparkle. The world’s going to try and put her in little boxes, but she doesn’t fit in them, and that’s a good thing. And by the way, Jack? Yeah, not “the one.” He’s just “the lesson.” Don’t stress, he’ll pop up in your messages years later, and you won’t even blink.

And maybe I’d ask her to remember one more thing, you’re allowed to dream as big as you want, even if it feels impossible. The things you imagine in your room, fashion shows with dolls, made-up adventures, twirling in front of the mirror, they’re not silly, they’re practice. Don’t stop playing, because one day it all comes together.

So a lot of these questions go deep, but if you are open to it, we’ve got a few more questions that we’d love to get your take on. What would your closest friends say really matters to you?
Emily would probably laugh and call me a sap. Honestly? She knows I live for the unscripted, wonderfully messy, but somehow magical little moments, the ones nobody posts on Instagram. Late night heart to hearts about fears no one ever admits. Tiny wins that nobody cheers for. Laughter that comes out of nowhere over something completely ridiculous. Those are the sparks I chase.

I really believe it’s not the big, dramatic gestures that stick, it’s the tiny, quirky little things. Like a random text at 2 a.m. that just says, “thinking of you.” Or blueberry pancakes on a random morning, no reason at all, just because someone thought life needed a little sweetness. Or those walks where we don’t talk at all, but somehow it all clicks, and we both feel completely understood.

Lowkey? I’m probably the world’s biggest softie. I save doodles, ticket stubs, weird little notes people leave behind, even crumpled receipts if they mean something. Don’t judge me. Like that napkin Emily doodled on while we were waiting for an Uber for an eternity. Or the 7-Eleven receipt from our “midnight world snack challenge,” sampling snacks from every country we could find. Everything was fine… until the spicy jalapeño kettle chips completely defeated me(chips: 1, Chloe: 0).

Emily? Totally fine, of course. But there she was, my personal nurse, cheerleader, and comedian for the night. Bringing me water, rubbing my back, cracking ridiculous jokes, and somehow turning my tiny tragedy into an epic adventure. On the other hand, if you mess with my friends? Ohhh no. I go from pure sunshine to total thunderstorm real quick. Emily calls it the Big Greek Storm, she blames my dad’s side.

Before we go, we’d love to hear your thoughts on some longer-run, legacy type questions. Are you tap dancing to work? Have you been that level of excited at any point in your career? If so, please tell us about those days. 
Tap dancing to work? Pfft. More like skipping, twirling, and throwing in some jazz hands while fully smiling. Honestly, it kind of feels magical. Every shoot is its own little world. Clothes, hair, props, even tiny details get to tell a story. I’ve always loved playing with style, imagining characters, pretending each outfit has its own tiny universe. Some days I feel mischievous, other days dramatic. Okay, fine, mostly dramatic, but you gotta live a little.

There was this one shoot for a French fashion e-shop. They had wigs and a pro stylist, completely transforming my look from one shot to the next. I went back to my natural brunette for the first time since high school senior year (2015), which made me a little nostalgic for those worry-free days, no bills, no responsibilities, just fun. The first look had long hair with soft bangs brushing my eyes. I can’t lie, I twirled in the mirror and maybe pretended I was my own version of Rory Gilmore, fresh out of college, city-chic, ready to conquer the world. I even tried to sip my coffee for comfort the same way she does, with both hands, close to my chest. Naturally, I ended up spilling half of it on my shirt, confirming once again I excel at making a mess. Luckily, they said, it fit the part of the whole “messy-chic” vibe we were going for anyway, and we all burst into laughter.

Then it was the long, loose waves with curtain-tendrils framing my face, super whimsical, like stepping into a dreamy, storybook fashion fantasy. But with a little Faith bad-girl energy, all edgy confidence with a touch of rebel charm, Bubble pigtails came after, my absolute favorite. I swayed and spun in practically defying gravity sky-high heels, pretending I owned it and struck poses I wasn’t sure I could even pull off, which meant I almost fell once or twice (let’s keep that our little secret).

I love modeling because I get to become a new version of myself every day. Play with ideas, tell tiny stories, and just have fun. But honestly? The unscripted and real behind-the-scenes stuff is the best part. Awkward poses that make you laugh later. Outfit fails that somehow feel hilarious instead of frustrating. Hours spent chasing the perfect shot. Little moments where I stare at the camera thinking, “What am I even doing?” That’s the real me, the curious, slightly chaotic, delightfully unpolished girl still chasing ideas and moments to fulfill her dream. A little ridiculous, but me, fully me, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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