I’m asked this a lot…what do I have on…where did it come from, and always have to laugh since I’m a collection of collectibles.
Everything I own has a story.
Let’s peruse my reading picture my pal Bill took. We had gone walking before he treated us to frozen yogurt, so these are my, toolin around, in case you spill something…an act I’m known for, clothes.
When you get looks from other women it’s not because they’re hot for you necessarily. They’re simply checking out what you’re wearing.
Unless I’m sporting an LBD (little black dress), I’m borderline grunge, seeped in Downy Fabric Softener of course basking in the comfort of a worn-in wardrobe.
Old Gap, low rise, distressed jeans, distressed from wear, not torn stylishly knowing girls who’ve paid 100s of hard earned dollars for a coupla holes. I’m distressed enough without my pants needing sedation.
Gabrielle, my seamstress…every girl impoverished or otherwise, needs one…sews them every month when my ass or knee make too much of an appearance. She’ll always ask, “should I leave a little something? That’s the style you know.”
I can hear my ass lobbying for a front row seat, that little…much too little…exhibitionist.
Little brown, sleeveless bateau (French for boat neck), Italian cashmere Loro Piana top I bought at Designer Resale for 45 bucks? A lot for secondhand you say? Not if if still had tags and retailed at 250.
She’s a bargain huntress she is, and being small, do tend to find deals.
Hoodie – J. Crew online, on sale, on a free shipping Saturday. I’m a big fan of theirs and love how they’ve recreated themselves…the Madonna of sportswear, but they’ve gotten pricey, so it pays to wait for their markdowns.
Just yesterday I passed by a store and got a striped, black and white, light cotton French sailor shirt for 10 bucks. What a deal…originally 65 reduced, reduced, reduced. Ah, a good sale is like good sex. You just want a cigarette when it’s over.
Oh yeah..my vintage Merrill’s, a friend gave me because they were too small for her. It’s amazing how sneakers come to life when you throw them in the wash. Well, when Gabrielle does that is.
She’ll toss them in while pluggin those holes multi-tasking.
Fashion…it’s fascinating, isn’t it?