Showing posts with label personal style. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal style. Show all posts

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Dress me!

My apartment is looking like a hurricane hit it. The last two bags of winter clothes headed to the dry cleaner for the season are by the door, sweaters are in piles waiting to be cleaned or put away, and there's an explosion of summer clothes that I've moved from the back of my closet but can't fit into the front since warmer clothes are still there. With temperatures ranging from the 40s to upper 80s this week, I'm confused: What season is this??

When I look through it all and try, unsuccessfully, to shove a few more hangers' worth into my closet, I get so frustrated I give up, and look instead for some new place to start a pile. This chaos has shut down my wardrobe creativity. I've forgotten how to dress for this season, so just go for the easy and obvious (and boringly safe). It happens each time the weather changes - suddenly the clothes I'd become so comfortable and familiar with and could mix up in a way I liked without even really thinking about it are gone and here are all these new guys that I need to get to know again. I have purged my closet pretty aggressively (I wrote about that in Closet Bulimia a few months ago), so this is all stuff I want. But I'm overwhelmed. I need a weekend to get reacquainted and see what works now. Some pieces I will probably wear the same way I wore them last year, but some looks won't work anymore since new styles and trends have affected my eye.

I know this could seem like a trivial point of discussion, but if you view your wardrobe as a personal form of design and as an expression of your mood and personality (as I do and as I know a lot of my friends do), it matters. A bad outfit might not ruin my day, but it can certainly get me started off on the wrong foot (or shoe).

I'll work it all out - these are all items that I've picked out and spent money on, after all. But my inclination to play it safe when overwhelmed makes me realize how helpful it is to have the help of an objective eye. I am really lucky to have friends who are fashionable - and some, like Jane, who work in fashion - and who can push me to be more adventurous and try new shapes or pick one piece that will bring new life to a 5 year old suit (which Jane did!). I do almost all my shopping with friends now and they have helped me define my own style much more than I could have on my own, as contradictory as that sounds.

I was interested to see that a lot of the hooplah around the introduction of Top Shop into New York focused on the staff, who are meant to function as stylists. I haven't been to the New York Top Shop, but if it's anything like the London one, I'll probably want to run out screaming. Maybe one function of the stylists is to prevent customers from doing that! Even if it's not to retain customers physically, I think it's smart strategy. At the higher end, shops offer edited collections and personal service. But, to me, stores in the middle just have racks and racks of stuff. It's too much. No wonder people end up buying what everyone else does. Will chain store stylists encourage more people to explore their personal style? I hope so! I love seeing people break out of "safe". I saw a woman yesterday who I'd guess was in her 60's, dressed in understated khaki, but with bright lilac tights. The surprise of it made me smile and point her out to my friend, Aarti, who said "that'll be you when you're 60." Something like that, I hope.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

The shoes that started it all…

I posted this photo on Facebook with a couple others. I wasn’t too surprised by the critical response from one friend, who seems to be the lone dissenter (to my face at least) on these shoes. But I didn’t expect so many other friends to jump into the discussion (on-line and in person).

All this debate around a photo of shoes led my friend Roman (the critic) to suggest I write a blog. And why not? What you wear is a form of expression – it won’t always be to everyone’s taste, but that’s what makes it personal and worth talking about. And if you throw in something that’s maybe pushing the boundaries (of taste, comfort, etc…), it’s amusing to see the reaction. These shoes have been a lot of fun, I admit. Sure, I can’t walk more than 10 blocks in them without the numbing help of alcohol. But they’ve gained me invitations to parties and are one of the items in my wardrobe that people request I wear. Even the photo I posted exists because a photographer friend at a party liked them too.

Anyhow, I’m not really sure how this blog is going to evolve. I have in my mind a focus on personal style rather than catwalk fashion. Living in New York means I see things in shops that get my heart racing (and tempt me to spend $900 on a pair of shoes during a recession - see photo below). But I also see people who put things together in a really new way and inspire me to go back to my own closet and mix things up a bit. Getting up at 5am for work is tough – but the right outfit can definitely put me in a good mood for the day. Well, that and a lot of coffee… Likewise, I think there’s a joy in style that will keep spirits up a bit during a pretty gloomy economy.

In any case, this debate around my shoes reminded me of Diana Vreeland’s quote: “a little bad taste is like a nice splash of paprika. We all need a splash of bad taste - it's hearty, it's healthy, it's physical. No taste is what I’m against.”



So, what
do you think - worth $900?