Sunday, July 13, 2008

Sunday Fun—What Not to Wear

You might not be able to tell from looking at me, but I have my own personal stylist. My daughter. Lately she’s been helping me sort through the things in my closet and decide what to take to a conference, and what not to take. And one thing I can always count on from her is a brutally honest opinion.

I have a navy and white suit that I really like—I’m wearing it in this photo from my website—and I always get a lot of compliments on it. To which my daughter replied, “Yeah, from other frumpy old ladies.” You gotta love a kid like this! So, for sure the pants will go into the suitcase, but the jacket may have to stay at home.

I also have this little red dress that I really like, and I’ve lost a few pounds so it fits again, but my daughter says it makes me look like I haven't shopped since the '80s. Okay, so it does have shoulder pads, but on the positive side, I don’t have big hair and I haven’t worn stirrup pants in two decades. Those are good things, right?

I am very much looking forward to the conference and I know that with my daughter’s help, I’ll even manage to look presentable and professional. But when she isn’t looking, I just might sneak this red dress into my suitcase. Shoulder pads and all.

Until next time,


Anonymous said...

What does it say about me that I love that navy-and-white look?
And that I think the style of your red dress is very flattering if one has the figure for it (which I, alas, lost back in the 90s).

The nearest thing I have to a resident fashion consultant is my husband, whose taste was cemented back in the early 1970s.

I like him to shop with me because if I love something he'll encourage me to "buy it already!" but I rarely listen to his opinion of the clothes themselves. That way lies madness – and a closet full of 1973.


Lee McKenzie said...

Rachel wrote: The nearest thing I have to a resident fashion consultant is my husband, whose taste was cemented back in the early 1970s.

LOL! Even back then, mine didn't have much fashion sense. In 1979 he gave me a pair of shiny silver satin pants for Christmas. They were hideous!

Who knows what he was thinking. Well, actually, I do know. He would have bought them on Christmas Eve, thinking that if he didn't find something, he'd be in the dog house till New Years :)

Anonymous said...

Chiming in late, but I wanted to say that I"m very fortunate to have a husband with good taste in clothes and I've gotten some very nice outfits from him. I suspect he chooses pieces that are displayed together, but that's okay!

And I like your red dress, Lee. Sneak away!


Lee McKenzie said...

Sheryll, your husband sounds like a keeper. And so is mine, in spite of his lack of fashion sense ;)

If you've read some of my earlier blog posts, you'll have seen photos of the wonderful things he's built in our back yard. Yeah, he’s definitely a keeper!