Shopping and ruminating about clothes never made any impact on my Style. Capitalized. Because Style is what I feel I have always lacked. But always strive for. That ever moving, illusive target, that I can't articulate (and that's probably core of the problem) but know I will know when I see it. Or wear it. Finally live it. Ah... effortless and just manifesting.
A new approach for me is what I like to call "The Weakest Link".
When am I furthest away from what I consider Stylish? When am I (dressing) at my absolute worst? These are the moments when I loose all my fragile Style Esteem. And those moments are abundant and keeps piling on. Am I really that person? Is this the best I can muster? This post is going dark fast, but remember I am only talking about clothes and style! (Only. Hah.)
Well, those moments for me are when I am Just Living My Life. Not dressing up, or out and about and performing the Fancy Version of Me. I am talking about school runs. Picking up mail. Slow sundays at home wiping spills from the counter. Unexpected visitors. Grocery shopping. The dull and mundane, when everyone can tell I just reached for the first clean garment from my non-stylish closet. When it is painfully obvious. This is what I am. This is what I am not.
My aha-moment has been: Right there is exactly where my Style Focus should be! It doesn't matter how many cute cocktail dresses and trendy shoes I own, when I seldom and never WEAR them. I don't need trendy tops. I need knockout lounge wear. Comfy shoes. Practical outerwear. That I will reach for and wear, again and again.
I ordered a velvet twinset at deep discount. Sticking my toe back in the water with Style Talk and shopping after the loooongest break. Thanks for reading. Thoughts very welcome.
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