Monday

Today I saw a man walking down the street . He wasnt young. His clothes caught my attention as I drove past; a baby pink knit  v neck sweater and an expertly tied blue bowtie. I thought he looked timeless. The thing about being not young I think is that few things appearance wise anyway are accidental. There’s no way that was his first time wearing a bowtie and it most certainly was not a clip on.

I get not everyone likes clothes or gives a ton of thought to what they wear. And even if you dont, I’m guessing you’d think it’s cool to walk down the street when youre 60 and be noticed for your style.

Ps. Bowties, like fur are only ok on the very young and not so young ; everything inbetween is just a costume.

Fall into Fashion

I like those trashy magazines at the  checkout lanes in places like Walmart and the supermarket. It’s how I keep up with celebrity gossip and who Jennifer Anniston is dating. It’s almost never necessary to actually open the magazine (unless you NEED to know whose cellulite ridden bottom is being featured on the Enquirer this week). The corny/cheesy/and ever so occasionally clever headlines pretty much tell it all. And,  in honor of all the sugary sweet trash being circulated in retail, I dedicate this post’s subject. Isn’t it awful? I think so too.

In my last post, I mentioned that I’d talk about the trends I’ll be following this fall. Let me say that my style develops about as fast as that of a nun. I JUST started wearing tights last year and only bought my first pair of kitten heels about 3 months ago. Oh and I prefer to wear all black as often as I can. Once, (this is a true story), I was doing homework in a restaurant, tucked into a booth hammering away about something community college related when a couple of ladies asked me if it would be ok to sit outside. They mistook me for the maitre-d/server because I was wearing all black. How do I know for sure? They told me it was because I was wearing all black. Oh well. And yes, they could indeed sit outside. God I bet that never happens to Elie Saab.

And without further ado, my carefree and completely unprofessional list of trends I hope/plan to follow:

-Leather jacket. A nice shortish one hopefully with an asymmetrical zipper and perfectly cut pockets.  Don’t you hate pockets that are too shallow? Such a cruel joke.

-Heels. As I move away from my flip flops (under protest), I aspire to wear heels more often. I have a nice pair from nine west that would be terrific for everyday use if my feet would stop blistering everytime I wear them. This is what happens when one wears flip flops 330 days out of the year. Blast.

-Belts, belts, belts. Not much to say. I love belts, I love convincing people to wear them, and I love acquiring new ones.

-Leggings. I know, not very impressive but I can’t get away from them. I don’t even try anymore, actually. I just wear them and enjoy their sleek comfort and mobility. Saks makes a structure pair that’s completely perfect and unaffordable (for me).

-Big soft sweaters. Uh oh.

Yep. It’s shaping up to be a sort of conservative and possibly frumpy fall. I accept my slow developing sense of style and wear what I want. You should try it. If that doesn’t work for you, I suggest shopping somewhere where they offer free bra fittings. Those people usually know what they’re talking about.