I have to admit, I'm in a bit of a crisis. I have very few clothes, and yet I've been buying all kinds of things. Stuff that is so unlike me. It's like a weird "let's try everything" vibe is going on.
A few years ago, I gained a whole bunch of weight, and went all 'utilitarian' - didn't really pay any attention to my clothes or style. Prior to this, I'd describe my style as ultra-conservative and somewhat corporate. Expensive suits, blouses, but still very conservative. I remember being invited to one of those Murder Mystery dinner parties and being assigned the character of "Miss Priss". Not kidding!
At one point, I was car-pooling with one of my employees - and she would end up in tears - fits of laughter, because driving to work with me was the only time she'd ever hear me swear. Very, very buttoned-up.
So here I am - years later, gained a ton of weight, and lost a bunch of it - not corporate anymore - very much stuck in the "Mom jeans" rut.
I find YLF - and decide that I am going to learn how to dress well and so forth. The thing is - I'm buying all this stuff - stuff I don't even know if I like. I still can't quite manage to put together an actual outfit. I have so many closet orphans, that I may as well open up the VelvetyChocolate Nation-Wide Orphanage. My whole closet is one big orphanage.
I spent months/years in the utilitarian phase. Mom jeans and basic sweaters with 'walking shoe' style loafers. No style at all. No life. No personality. I didn't exist.
And somewhere in there, my self decides to show up. I'm down about a hundred and ten pounds, and suddenly feeling like I'm coming back to life.
The problem? Bags and bags of clothes. Some way 'out there' (for me). Bits and pieces --things that I don't even have anything to go with.
So now I have a closet full of orphans. I have a bunch of stuff that I've bought - some things are so far from anything I've ever worn, that I feel like returning them all.
I see YLF'ers with truly great style. I can see it. I can see something in a store, and say, "Oh, that would look great on greenglove" or, "I bet Louise would like this" and so on. But me? Ha! I truly have no idea.
So tell me - how did you find your own style?