I’m trying to be stylish again and not just because Katy Perry went to the Grammys in my stolen hair color two months after I did it.
(Note: side-by-side comparisons with Katy Perry are never a good idea.)
And then I read this quote
The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to accessorize.
It’s from the movie Steel Magnolias, but back in 1998, I didn’t need to be reminded because I rocked 8 earrings and heels with enough room for embroidery. In 2011, I couldn’t find a sweater that fit and my favorite dress had a sexy bleach stain on it.
The good news is I never succumbed to the black yoga pants phenom of motherhood. I do own a gray pair, but I force myself to do at least one yoga move before leaving the house. In other words, I earn those babies. Also, I bought them long before I had babies so they don’t count-ish.
So I’ve decided to step it up a notch by throwing away my stained clothing and even more so, by not leave the house without thought, mascara and cool shoes.
One of my fashion attempts:
I naturally lean towards the funky dressy so I’ve been having fun and always being asked: Are you dressed up for something special? And Where are you off to?
One day, I got so excited that I wore enough layers to clothes a small family and still be dressed. I’m not sure if it was fashionable because I lost my iPhone camera somewhere between the long cardigan and the short dress but I kept getting stuck in he tank top and Henley pullover.
Here are more attempts (mostly partials since I’m not as into myself as I thought):
But don’t worry about this becoming some sort of buy-my-clothes style blog because I also bought this headband. At a craft store. Pre-made by an old woman who could’ve find her glasses so she made a really big flower instead.
Plus, I’m clearly taking Sundays off and thinking of buying these sweatpants in orange.