I finally feel old now that the 90′s are back.
I’m obsessed with wallpaper right now and I am loving pretty much all the ones from Ferm Living. Witness:
Now I need a house so that I can wallpaper it and then like 2 years later wonder what the fuck I was thinking.
When my mom was here recently she gave me endless shit (hi mom!) about how I do not look my age, i.e. all I wear are ratty old jeans and threadless t-shirts and it makes me, along with the acne and pink hair, look 20. THEN, earlier this week I went to see my dermatologist who I have only seen once before and at one point she causally says “so I imagine kids aren’t in your immediate future” and I say ” yeah well, one is enough”. and she does a double take and asks me how old I am and I say 35 and she says “you are SHITTING me, I thought you were 19.?!” and then I was all embarrassed.
I feel like I have been all through this before. I ask you, what else does one wear when all one does is grub around all day with a 2 year old? It’s not like I am meeting the girls for tennis and cocktails at the country club ffs. When I had a desk job I dressed slightly more nicely… although actually it went in phases.
All of this makes me have hives. On the one hand I do not give a rats ass what people think I look like. On the other hand, I like to be cute to the best of my ability. However, I am NOT going to put in a huge amount of effort see point A, not caring what you think. I think shows like ‘What not to wear” are horrendous. They take a perfectly normal looking person, tell them they are dumb, ugly and horrible and then buy them some generic outfits from the GAP or -insert other mall store here- and then tell them they are okay only if they spend a lot of money on clothes and waste tons of time, effort and mental energy making sure they look like other assholes on TV.
On the other hand, I love to go shopping and certainly don’t turn my nose up at mall stores. I like GAP jeans AND I like generic looking sweater sets from the Limited. So there you have it. I’m humped.
Also, I want these hilarious black and white boots. I would totally buy them if they didn;t have those crappy too high wedge heels. I’ll have to make myself some spats instead.
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August 16, 2009 at 10:52 am
Wow. So, your DERMATOLOGIST thinks you look 19?! That’s an even bigger deal than just normal passersby. Maybe you have freak genes like my mother-in-law, and you’ll look like you’re 24 when you’re in your 60s.
And, I agree: That wallpaper is gorgeous.
August 16, 2009 at 12:24 pm
You did dress up nice for work! With something of a sweater-set obsession but you manage not to look generic.
Weirdly the time BEFORE last I was the one who bore the brunt of the ‘What to Wear” show. I guess this time it was your turn!
August 25, 2009 at 7:27 pm
I had an epiphany of sorts a few years back. I had started to dress conservatively because I had a sensible job, and I was getting to a sensible age; I even had sensible hair. I was starting to dress sensibly, even think sensibly.
Then I saw an acquaintance (who is also a doctor) in a department store. She was shopping with her husband and 4 kids for new shirts for her husband (who is also a doctor)(what can I say, we don’t get out much). And here she was, mum of four, sensible job, sensible husband and … she was wearing a 60′s vintage red coat from what looked like a thrift shop, a pucci-print mini, fishnets and chunky mary janes. She looked awesome.
I stopped wearing beige and pale blue. I started bargain hunting again. And right now, I’m wearing a tartan mini, a black t-shirt and have a butterfly clip in my hair. And I plan to go out like that.
Fuck it. Wear what you want. If you have the complexion of a teenager, you can definitely get away with it. There used to be a lady who owned the best bookstore in town (sadly, now closed) who was in her- maybe late 50′s- who used to dye her grey hair purple. And she looked amazing. Not sad and ‘can’t let go of her youth’ but comfortable in her own skin.
Wearing the latest chain store fashions is a thing that you should leave behind in your early 20′s, IMHO. But dressing how you feel suits you, and in what you like? Timeless. Sensible, even.