I don't care much about fashion, but I certainly like
clothes. Contradictory? Not at all.The whims and vagaries of fashion no longer interest me, and I
rarely follow what is happening on runways as that has little effect on my
life. But a great pair of shoes or a
perfect dress, some inventive spin on a basic or a knock-me-over-with-a-feather
coat and I get a little weak in the knees.
My closet is full, yet the siren call of something fabulous and new often
calls.
A friend recently commented that I was lucky because I have a
lifestyle which allows me to dress creatively, as opposed to her life which she
described as being not worthy of artful dressing. Baloney!
While it is true that I get to show up at work while she shows up in her
studio, I show up like this out of choice.
I went to the movies the other night with a friend and decided to toss
on my new sassy shoes, just because.
They made me happy, and as my friend can attest, made others smile with
delight. Could I have shown up in flip-flops
or sneakers? Sure, but I didn't, my
choice. Could he have shown up in his
fleece vest and dad-jeans? Yep, but he,
too, is trying on some new looks - and looking and feeling good.
My daughter has said it perfectly: "If you have to get
dressed, why not make it fabulous?". Why not, indeed!
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