Back in late March, I posted my strategy for freshening up my spring wardrobe. So far so good, but
as with even the best of plans, some strategic adjustments were
warranted.
Shoes: Since my size goes
fast, I got busy early and I have been lucky enough to find the
requisite bargains in mid-heel ankle-strap pumps and sandals.
I'm extra pleased that they work with dresses as well as they play
with trousers and jeans, and help keep my closet staples from
previous years looking fresh. I'm happy I took a risk and tried them
in spite of the conventional wisdom about short girls with short legs
and the evils of ankle straps.
I've found that two pairs of pastel
shoes are plenty (pink and mint). I'm happier with more
saturated colors and neutrals. Fun to be able to play a little,
though. And although I was adamant when I started seeing them about
this year that I wouldn't wear white shoes on a bet,
I've found a pair of little white D'Orsay pumps that are delicate and
flattering and summery. Sometimes being wrong can be delightful!
Still haven't found the replacement
go-to plain black pumps, but have decided to wait for
fall. Just not in the mood.
No dressy mules (that's a
picture, isn't it?) anywhere. Only chunky ones. The quest
continues, albeit halfheartedly.
The
Rest of the List: Funny
how things work out. The combination of my recently cropped hair and
new shoes has given my old wardrobe items a better attitude. Some
old favorites are looking better for the change up, and feeling
relevant again. I've been sewing a little, and doing a lot of
alterations for better fit, so stay tuned for the results.
I
have given up my unrealistic plans about wearing long
sleeved blouses
this summer, and certainly any new acquisitions. What was I
thinking? No matter how much I probably should be covering my old
arms, the summers here are too miserable to wear an extra ounce of
clothing. My money is better spent on a lot of hefty SPF sunscreen.
I've found a pair of silky, sleeveless tunics that will serve me much
better. Better to just go ahead and plan for summer and naked arms.
Those who object must avert their gaze.
Speaking of long sleeved tops, not all
old pieces are making the transition with equal success.
You can always tell when I'm in a stubborn frustrated
That's when I put on this top and try one
more time to make it work. Threatening, dark-gray skies, high
humidity, a strapping wind and a late start made photographs
difficult to plan and accomplish this Sunday. When faced obstacles
guaranteed to make everything more difficult, this blouse is my go-to
piece that never fails make things even worse.
This is officially the last time you'll
see this shirt. I give up. I love everything about this blouse; the
floaty fabric, the Asian print, the unusual cut of the
shoulder, the length, everything. But I'm always unhappy with the
results when I try to wear it. It's one of the most demanding
pieces in my wardrobe, this little blouse. It's needy and whiny and
uncooperative. So naturally, I pull it out when I'm feeling bad
about any aspect of my appearance, or my weight or all the personal
faults that have accrued on my Permanent Record over the decades. This defies logic, I know, but
somehow it just seems to be the thing to do.
Just to be clear, I'm keeping it. And
I know I'll wear it again. But this is as good as I'm ever going to
look in this blouse. It's an improvement on the last time I tried
it. You can see it HERE , but I don't blame you if curiosity doesn't get the better of you.
Wave goodbye, because it has had as much attention on this blog as
it's going to get.
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