For example, today I’m wearing –at work mind you- a hot pink t-shirt, stone-washed blue jeans and white tennis shoes and since the t-shirt is not a camp shirt and the tennis shoes are clean, I feel pretty good about my choices. I’m clean, I’m comfortable and I’m cute- at least in my own mind. Once I throw on my black sweater I’ll also be warm in this frigid old building.
My wardrobe is pretty simple. For work and church I rotate through beige, black, blue and brown dress pants paired with black or brown pumps, loafers or boots. For more casual days I have my trusty blue jeans, and some cutting-edge black-, olive- or denim-colored capris paired with white or Wonder Woman tennis shoes or flip flops. I top all this off with a myriad of bright, flow-y tops that draw the eye and hide the curves. Easy, peasy!
I think the fashion gene just missed me. Both Grandma Alma and Mema are (were in Mema’s case) snappy dressers, as are my mama, my sister and my daughter Emma. But for me –and daughter Lizzie- it’s all about clean and comfy and not necessarily in that order.
If I were gonna wish a fashion era back into existence I’d have to go with the neat, ladylike look of the 50s. Everything in its place, modest yet feminine and simple. Of course, I’m not AT ALL interested in a.) building these miraculous garments for myself or b.) wearing all the undergarments that keep everything in its place. Remember, I’m all about COMFORT.
So what about y’all? What’s the driving force behind your fashion choices?