Showing posts with label fashionista. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashionista. Show all posts

Friday, January 28, 2011

a problem I don't have


I read at The Hairpin the other day about The New and Unworn Clothing That Haunts Your Closet-- let me just go on record as saying, I do NOT have this problem.
When I buy new clothes, I wear them right away. Not always the very next day, but usually within a week or two. Sometimes the SAME DAY. I NEVER have clothes in my closet that I've never worn. NEVER.

Am I the only one? Or are you like the girls at The Hairpin?

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Polyvore

I just found out about this fun fashion website called Polyvore- it's so cool- you can create outfits and wardrobes. Very fun. Very cool. Check it out!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Daddy Likey

I am a big fan of fashion blogs- even though I wouldn't really call myself a fashionista. I wouldn't actually call ANYone that, but that's beside the point. One of my favorite fashion blogs is Daddy Likey. Best summarized in its own tagline, Daddy Likey is a blog about fashion. But sometimes I write haiku about chlamydia.

Seriously? That's funny. And the fashion stuff is very interesting.
This was the post today... and I liked it to much to not share. And TOTALLY agree! Enjoy!

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How I Dressed Like a Sitcom Husband and Lived to Tell the Tale: A Semi-Serious Essay About the Power of Personal Style

My favorite class in college was media literacy. I loved it because I've always loved media studies, plus my teacher was amazing and we got to write academic papers about the latent messages in Dixie Chicks music videos.

One of the many things I learned in this class was that media both affects and reflects reality. For example, most sitcom husbands are lazy, immature oafs because in real life a lot of men are lazy, immature oafs, but maybe some of those guys act like lazy, immature oafs because they watch shows like According to Jim and think that's how a man is supposed to act. And maybe their wives accept the oafish behavior because all the wives on TV just roll their eyes and smile when their sitcom husbands, like, set the house on fire. (Hopefully none of my readers are According to Jim fan club members, but if you are, I apologize, and I swear I'm getting to my point.)

OK, so here's where I'm going with the long winded Jim Belushi analogies: fashion is a lot like media in this way. How we choose to dress ourselves each day both affects and reflects our reality, which includes our mood, our self-image, and our self-esteem.

This isn't a groundbreaking idea by any means, but I've been thinking about it a lot since earlier this year when I fell into a bit of a fashion funk. The backstory is I was regularly staying up all night working on my book and another big project, and a lot of those overnight writing fests involved donuts, and during the days I wasn't exactly feeling my best. Specifically, I was feeling bloated and exhausted, so I started dressing to reflect that: wearing loose, generic clothes that didn't reflect my personal style.

My boring clothes were a reflection of my attitude, but they also affected my attitude every day--I felt boring and frumpy when I should have felt energized and creative. Looking in the mirror, I didn't see a beautiful, unique, stylish person. I saw someone who was trying to blend in, to hide a few extra pounds of maple bars and some ever-darkening undereye bags. I felt bad, so I dressed badly, and then I looked bad, so I felt worse. Capiche?

The fact that I fell into a fashion funk while working on a style book was an unenjoyable irony, but it actually ended up being my salvation. I found myself getting genuinely emotional while writing about how dressing better can change your life (corny but true), and realized I needed to take my own advice. I committed to wearing the colors, fabrics, and cuts that made me feel good. I took the time to choose a bold necklace (or 3) in the morning, and I put on my favorite bright blue eyeliner even if I was feeling more blue than bright.

When I put effort into the way I looked, it changed the way I saw myself.

The dressing frumpy/feeling frumpy cycle is a vicious one, but it's an easy one to interrupt. If you're in a tough emotional space, or feeling bad about your body, putting a little extra effort into your appearance can absolutely improve your outlook. You don't need to spend a lot of money--just throwing on a silk scarf you found in the back of your closet, or a $5 floral headband from Forever 21 can lift your mood and change your perspective. Dressing for the life you want is a profound step toward making it happen.

This is what I love most about fashion. Sometimes I need to be reminded of that.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

I got robbed.

For reals.

So, I've been moving for the past few weeks- doing a little bit at a time you know. And I was finishing up this week- to be out of my house on Tuesday.

Well.

I only had a couch and a table that needed strong men to move- so my brother and his friend Kyle and my uncle Nick came and moved it Monday night. No problem.

I went back Tuesday to get the last few things, meet my friend to give her some things I don't want/need, and to clean.

And the garage door was open.
Weird.
And the door to the house from the garage was open.
Weird.
And my dining room table was missing.
Weird.
And the front door was wide open.
Weird.

Yeah, so I got robbed.

Luckily, most of our stuff was moved out- but they did get my dining room table (SO STRANGE) and chairs, my friend's triathlon bike, my roommate's bike, my vacuum cleaner, my mom's ladder, 2 coolers, my lawn edger... but saddest of all...

ALL. OF. MY. NECKLACES.

all.
like 30+ necklaces.

I still had them hanging on the hooks because I hadn't been able to decide where I was going to hang them in the new place.
Now I don't have to decide.

I now have 3 necklaces to my names. None of which are "everyday" type deals.

So the only upside is that I have a really good excuse to start buying new necklaces! Any suggestions!

Friday, March 14, 2008

presh preggers dress

First. No. I am not preggers.

Second. I got the cutest dress EVER from Target. It's for preggers girls, but it's SO cute. So, it's ok! AND- the color makes me look SO tan! Love that!

Please note that when I wear this, I do not have a belly pad. I'm not that dedicated to the look.
Also note that- this girl looks SO white, but I look really tan!