Una - I think that's a really good point. In many ways it's still Coco Chanel's "Dress shabbily and they remember the dress; dress impeccably and they remember the woman." But what is impeccable, is what is authentic. What makes us feel wonderfu,l or your third element of "owning it." I think when we feel that great , when the outfit is in keeping with our presonal aesthetic (ie spirt, hair, accessories) then the outfit literally drops away and all that remains is one fluid and harmonious impression.

This is all so interesting to me as I work on honing my style and adapting to changes in my life and my body. Sometimes I'm not even sure what I'm "owning"! I will think something looks great in the mirror and then take a pic and say "meh." Camera angles, etc., can be dispiriting. Sometimes I think I'm better off NOT taking pictures -- then I can continue to carry around the illusion that I look 10 lbs smaller and 10 years younger.

Some days we all need to be less adventurous and go with proven winners -- things we pull on and breathe a sigh of happy relief, like we've "come home." (But not in a sweatpants and shabby tee kind of way.) I think those are times when it's easiest to own it.

Conversely, sometimes we try something outside of our comfort zone, but it's so new and exciting for us that we click with immediately -- that also can result in the instant ownership. Those times can be pretty magical. My patterned drapey pants from last spring/summer come to mind. They were unexpected and took a little work, but once I found the formula to make them work for me, I felt that ownership.

I think the "owning it" thing is also very situational. I felt totally like I was owning the Rockstud look when I wore them for a special event with a dress. I feel a little less like I owned it when I tried them with BF jeans in a casual ensemble -- I will try it again sometime in the spring, but I suspect that will take a little effort to find the right balance of juxtaposition in the look for me. I will also own it when I wear a bikini on a beach in Mexico where no one wears a one-piece, even though I would not feel comfortable in it at the pool at home, with friends and neighbors.