Fleurings!
Jun. 3rd, 2012 10:32 pmAnother quick picture post: I received my Fleurings in the mail (finally!) right before I left for the reunion. Here's a picture of me, dressed for the 30th reunion dinner (ignore the ugly background). I'm wearing my Emerald House Rising coat under the little black dress.



My new Fleurings were SO MUCH FUN to wear. Besides the utter coolness of them, and how well I thought they looked on me, what made them so much fun was the response I received from people. I had, no lie, at least twenty people stop me to gush over them over the course of the weekend. Complete strangers sitting behind me tapping me on the shoulder, or walking by, and their head swivels to take a second look. They made people laugh, and they made people gasp, and they made them strike up a conversation. I mean really, ladies, when was the last time you wore a piece of jewelry that made a a fifty year old guy stop dead in his tracks, and say something like, "I LOVE your earrings. Take a look at this lady's earrings, aren't they amazing?" I spent about an hour and a half browsing through stores in Northfield, and no less than five sales clerks asked me about them. They made me feel fun and funky and artistic and innovative, not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Which is a great confidence booster when you're going back for your 30th college reunion.
I did discover they need to be refilled with water every two to three hours, because by gum, they do work as vases. The flowers suck the water right up. Every drop of it, so you need to replenish the supply.
A total raging success.



My new Fleurings were SO MUCH FUN to wear. Besides the utter coolness of them, and how well I thought they looked on me, what made them so much fun was the response I received from people. I had, no lie, at least twenty people stop me to gush over them over the course of the weekend. Complete strangers sitting behind me tapping me on the shoulder, or walking by, and their head swivels to take a second look. They made people laugh, and they made people gasp, and they made them strike up a conversation. I mean really, ladies, when was the last time you wore a piece of jewelry that made a a fifty year old guy stop dead in his tracks, and say something like, "I LOVE your earrings. Take a look at this lady's earrings, aren't they amazing?" I spent about an hour and a half browsing through stores in Northfield, and no less than five sales clerks asked me about them. They made me feel fun and funky and artistic and innovative, not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Which is a great confidence booster when you're going back for your 30th college reunion.
I did discover they need to be refilled with water every two to three hours, because by gum, they do work as vases. The flowers suck the water right up. Every drop of it, so you need to replenish the supply.
A total raging success.
but I'm still wearing the Little Black Dress every Friday.
(Hey,
naomikritzer, here's what I did with the sweater vest you passed on to me.)
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Today's outfit. I'm not quite sure how to describe the garment underneath. It's secondhand, given to me by a friend. It's a long-sleeved batik...um...thing. Longer than a shirt, yet not a shirt dress. It buttons up the front, and is slit at the sides. Anyway, I think it looks rather nice underneath the uniform dress. Yoga pants under that.
( Previous two weeks )
( Previous two weeks )
Here's what I'm wearing today: black jeans and my Gap denim jacket which I've embellished with ribbons:
(Here's a link to an earlier post with close ups of the ribbon coat).
( The previous two weeks )
(Here's a link to an earlier post with close ups of the ribbon coat).
( The previous two weeks )
Little Black Dress Friday
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:40 pmToday, I'm wearing my workaday uniform yoga pants and a blouse with an inset black plastic detailing at its center, with the blouse fabric ruched around it. I'm wearing the uniform dress open over the blouse, with the bottom edges pinned underneath, making a sort of swallow-tailed jacket. I'm pretty pleased with this one.
A coworker kindly took this picture of me, once I'd removed the sash, although couldn't post it until tonight due to an inconvenient power outage.
( Anyway, better, yes? )
I have several of the jersey scarves in other colors, if I want to experiment again with the head wrap. Not for awhile, I think.
( Anyway, better, yes? )
I have several of the jersey scarves in other colors, if I want to experiment again with the head wrap. Not for awhile, I think.
Since I started following The Uniform Project last year, I've started watching a handful of other fashion blogs, too. I've already mentioned New Dress a Day. Another one I really like is Fashion for Nerds. I just like her style a lot, not to mention her self-confidence. Her entry yesterday was spot on with my uncertainty about the combination I wore yesterday:
Another thing I've been thinking about a lot lately is age appropriateness. I wouldn't want to be "mutton dressed as lamb." I worried a bit about that, specifically, with yesterday's outfit. This has been much on my mind lately, as I just turned fifty. There is no doubt that I've noticed that I just don't turn heads the way that I did when I was younger. An inevitable effect of aging, especially aging in America, alas. And some woman dislike this so much that they try to recapture the attention they once basked in by wearing something that pretends they are younger than they really are. I think I've also thought about this a lot because I happen to have gorgeous teenage daughters in the house. Fiona and Delia can wear anything and look fantastic in it. They can wear the clothes I used to wear and love, but which look much more appropriate on them than on me. I think there is something really pathetic in a woman who dresses in a way that makes it clear she's sort of competing with her own (maybe much more beautiful) daughter, as if she's trying to regain the spotlight that a daughter's burgeoning beauty has maybe edged her out of. So sometimes I handle my sartorial longings by buying knockout clothes I like and giving them to one of the girls to wear.
But there's no doubt that buying and experimenting with the Uniform Dress has made me think about and at least attempt a more experimental and perhaps 'younger' look.
Wearing this somewhat wacky color combination got me thinking about the comments that I frequently get about my stylistic choices. Many people have remarked that they appreciate my bravery and confidence in wearing whatever I want, and I started to think about what that concept really means. And what I determined is this: it really is just a question of words, specifically the ones that are used by others to describe us, and particularly the ones that can be construed as less-than-flattering. Words are strange things; some can cut to the quick while others have no effect whatsoever.As I commented on Audi's blog, I'm sometimes constrained by where I'm working ("brave," which is how the receptionist described my outfit yesterday, maybe is sometimes not appropriate at a law firm). I like the words colorful, elegant, poised, well-proportioned. I think I would like "off-beat" or "unexpected" or "funky," but more often if I'm away from where I work. If it's at my workplace, those very same words might have carry more pejorative weight. I wouldn't ever want to hear "slutty or trashy" either--and what's more, if I wore something like that to work, it would get me in trouble professionally.
The choices we all make reflect which words we're okay with having assigned to us, and which we're not. No matter how you dress, some people will like it and some won't; it's just a matter of exactly what your detractors are going to say about you. Everyone at some point in life will be described in less than glowing terms, and so along the way we all develop sensitivity around some of those terms, and resistance to others. And from that perspective, everyone has precisely the same amount of stylistic bravery.
So I thought it'd be an interesting exercise to talk about which (presumably negative) words we don't mind hearing about ourselves and which ones make us cringe, because I thought it would be a way to understand our own choices better, and a way to push our so-called bravery in the direction we want it to go. I'll get us started. I think my style reflects the fact that I would much prefer to be viewed as eccentric or even bizarre rather than unoriginal or boring. I'll take androgynous or even unfeminine over slutty or trashy any day. And I'd much rather someone think I'm completely off my rocker than that I've played it safe. And therein lie the limits of my confidence. Put me in a staid beige pantsuit and just see how brave I am then.
Which negative words sting you and which ones bounce right off? How do your stylistic choices reflect these preferences?
Another thing I've been thinking about a lot lately is age appropriateness. I wouldn't want to be "mutton dressed as lamb." I worried a bit about that, specifically, with yesterday's outfit. This has been much on my mind lately, as I just turned fifty. There is no doubt that I've noticed that I just don't turn heads the way that I did when I was younger. An inevitable effect of aging, especially aging in America, alas. And some woman dislike this so much that they try to recapture the attention they once basked in by wearing something that pretends they are younger than they really are. I think I've also thought about this a lot because I happen to have gorgeous teenage daughters in the house. Fiona and Delia can wear anything and look fantastic in it. They can wear the clothes I used to wear and love, but which look much more appropriate on them than on me. I think there is something really pathetic in a woman who dresses in a way that makes it clear she's sort of competing with her own (maybe much more beautiful) daughter, as if she's trying to regain the spotlight that a daughter's burgeoning beauty has maybe edged her out of. So sometimes I handle my sartorial longings by buying knockout clothes I like and giving them to one of the girls to wear.
But there's no doubt that buying and experimenting with the Uniform Dress has made me think about and at least attempt a more experimental and perhaps 'younger' look.
Little Black Dress Friday
Aug. 6th, 2010 06:30 pmThe dress I have underneath my Uniform Project dress is an ingenious design from American Apparel that can be worn about fifteen different ways. Very versatile.
Hmm. I think I wore that necklace the last time I took a picture with the dress.
Six Items or Less
Jul. 27th, 2010 04:23 pmInteresting. A New York Times article (here) caught my eye about this project. Reminds me of the Uniform Project.
Maybe.
Six Items Or LessI'm already wearing the Uniform Dress on Fridays. That's been fun. I might think about doing this, too.
A global experiment examining the power of what we don't wear
The Experiment
What do our clothes say about us? Why do spend so much time on what we wear? What happens when we don't?
Starting Monday, June 21st 2010, a group of people from California to Dubai are going to take part in a little experiment: each participant gets to choose six (and only six) items of clothing and pledge to wear only these six items of clothing for a month. They'll share their experiences here at sixitemsorless.com
There are exceptions that don't count towards the six: undergarments, swim wear, work-out clothes, work uniforms, outer jackets (rain slicker, outdoor jacket), shoes and accessories. You can get multiples of the same item for laundry purposes, but different colors count as separate items. Or you can tell us to stuff it and make your own rules.
People have asked what the philosophy is behind the experiment and most assume it's a statement about consumerism. In reality, we haven’t dictated a driving thought. Rather it’s about putting a challenge out there and seeing what people bring to it, do with it and talk about.
Check back daily – people are posting all the time. or follow us @sixitemsorless. questions? sixitemsorless@gmail.com
It should be an interesting month.
Maybe.
My Uniform Project
Mar. 1st, 2010 06:33 amPer yesterday's entry, here's what I put on today as part of my participation in the Uniform Project:
Black dress by the Gap with black camisole underneath (the lace eyelet appears at the neckline to keep it from plunging too low, much to my coworkers' relief, no doubt), batik hibiscus coat which I got probably twenty-five years ago at Pier One, way way long ago when they actually sold clothing. Black leggings, ankle boots from, I think, Famous Footwear. Hibiscus-flowered necklace.
Black dress by the Gap with black camisole underneath (the lace eyelet appears at the neckline to keep it from plunging too low, much to my coworkers' relief, no doubt), batik hibiscus coat which I got probably twenty-five years ago at Pier One, way way long ago when they actually sold clothing. Black leggings, ankle boots from, I think, Famous Footwear. Hibiscus-flowered necklace.