…is our ability to accessorize! ~Clairee, the former First Lady of Chinquapin Parish (Steel Magnolias)
Friends, I’m feeling some uncomfortable stirrings in this chilly DC autumn.
I’ve purchased name-brand jeans and realized they were totally worth it. I’ve grown fond(er) of scarves. I’ve even worn grey with brown, which has always been on my personal list of unacceptable color pairings, like white with off-white or cream (my friend Sally paired white with cream at senior ball and it made me itch all night, even though I was wearing blue silk and I only saw her once).
I’ve even worn more than one pattern at once. And I liked it.
Last night at Target, I was pretty pissed off that there weren’t any opaque fuchsia tights available, and I came THISCLOSE to buying the orange leggings, but they didn’t have my size (and I wanted tights, not leggings, but would have compromised).
I’ve been putting together outfits that are a little unusual for me, and I’ve liked them. That’s a much stronger commitment to them than my usual “Clean+neat/pressed+doesn’t clash=GO.”
What I think I’m saying is that my personal style is changing. Or I’m getting one. There’s color and texture poppin’ out all over my world right now, and I’m pretty sure the purple Converse G’s parents gave me for my birthday were the catalyst. It’s even more fun than when I discovered thrift stores.
It would be better with thrift stores, but I haven’t found any like the ones I used to hit in CA. Locals, got any suggestions?