I have a very stylish, image-conscious mom and it has certainly shaped my own view of how I should present myself to the world. It is only very recently, in my 40's and YLF was no stranger to this, that I am starting to find MY own true style, which is very not like my mom.
She was flamboyant and very beautiful, looked and styled her hair like Grace Kelly (to the point every time I see a GK picture I jump), and although being petite, suited best boxier, shoulder-heavy styles with below-the-knee pencil skirts. A working professional, she was the queen of power suits, and favoured designers such as Courreges and now defunct Louis-Féraud. Her favourite shop was Rodier, where every thing seemed to fit her. http://www.culturepub.fr/video.....s-assurent . Her jewellery was big, strong and real. She was a huge fan of colour blocking and being a true winter, suited cold, vibrant colours such as true reds and cobalt blues.
I am also petite. But my colouring is all about semi-tones, and I definitively am a Gamine. More the shy 1920's style. She brought me with her to her Rodier boutique and tried many times to suit me up in her style, which was never 100% good on me, and I thought it was because of some lacking on my part. I received many of her hand-me-downs which were too big and the wrong cut, however, being a "poor" student and then a single mom for a while in my earlier life, I wore these outfits because the fabric and make was far superior to anything I could ever afford.
But this imposed fashion created a mental prison for me. It seemed like the wardrobe of a successful woman, which I was not, so I thought, since I could never afford it nor even fit in it. My life was unfolding so completely different than my mom's.
I couldn't fill her power shoulders!
I was secretly attracted to frills, shorter skirt hems and fitting cropped tops. And until recently, thought deep down this attraction was wrong, that it wasn't what a "good" girl should wear.
Today my view of it all has changed 360 degrees. It is true work to undo my subconscious approach to fashion, especially when I shop. I realize that it wasn't because I wasn't good enough, but we were simply not the same types at all. And there are lots of things that I can wear that she couldn't.
My style journey with YLF has been a liberating one so far.
I still love my mom very much, though.
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