I have no fashion “style” :) Beyond being clean, neat, respectably covered and not blinding anyone with bling or belly fat, i usually wear coloured jeans and a “nice” shirt to work, and loose comfy pyjama pants and a tank top at home. In my 30’s i could and did wear a different outfit everyday, from western country star, to gothy princess, lacey loose hippie chick or redstretchvelveted hotbod nightclub attendee to supertightjeaned rock star mom with the mirrored sunglasses.
In my 40’s clothes became less important for looks and more desirable for comfort. Menopause and an aging body put the kibosh on a lot of cleavage (unless i needed to cool off those damn hotflashes), short skirts (not with these generous alabaster thighs!) and lookatme (insert ridiculously highly exorbitant price tag) styles.
Whatever it was that i wore whenever, i made it myself, or adjusted things from the thrift emporiums. I HATE shopping, especially for clothing. Now it seems that my size and age,at least in the marketer’s mind, dictate wearing things with shiney appliques sewn in “tribal” patterns, bling up the ying and “bold” patterns????????????????? I don’t want to look like a Faberge tent. I don’t want to look like anyone else either.
I am fully capable of making new clothes, maybe even fashionable, pretty ones–but i’m not interested. I like being able to fade into the background. I want people to look at my face, listen to my words (even if i am ranting or whining :) ) and following trends has never been less important to me than now. That being said, my love of stitching inspired me to sign up for Katrina Rodabaugh’s “slow fashion style” project. Sustainable fashion, visible mending, and natural dyes–these interest me.
I bought these three years ago–not because the deliberate holes were “the thing” of the moment, but because i didn’t have to fork a lot of coin out. They are in good shape, but i cannot wear them to work—-our clients can wear them on their buffed sun kissed skinny rich asses, but not us shopgirls who serve them……..
Those holes MUST be darned and patched–i can make ‘em less raggy so the RB’s (and my boss) won’t be offended.
The pockets always drove me nuts–every time i’d stick my hand in, the reverse edges of those blingiethings would shove under the edge of my fingernail…..gonna take them off and accent that beigey stitching.
You can’t join in now, alas, as sign up was the 2nd of October, but she does and has other cool stuff to show and words to say at http://www.katrinarodabaugh.blogspot.ca/