the gourd next door
February 22, 2012 § 2 Comments
I feel a little like a pumpkin wishing for a magic spell to transform me into something phenomenal. Change as a vehicle to confidence. I am lacking inspiration.
Gone are the days of spontaneous self-indulgent shopping. Shoes no longer spin daydreams of stepping out past the stroke of midnight. I no longer feel confident in clothes that hug stray curves. Hiding pieces of myself behind clothes, I feel lost in a nondescript cloak of invisibility. Worse, sometimes I fear my invisibility is quite visible.
Lately I catch myself wishing for something else, a quick pulled together style that reflects the woman I am on the inside. Looking at basic pieces in my closet or window shopping on sunny days, I am struck with the realization that I do not remember where to begin. I try to begin with basics, but get lost in simple addition. Combining pieces result in mismeasured mixtures of shape and style.
Is there a chic cheat sheet for creating a timeless, elegant image? Something mature and spirited, playful and appropriate. A look that balances my role as mother and partner.
I have exercised the option of personal shopper to the unfortunate exhaustion of the patient young woman who endeavored to play fairy godmother. Her magic cast an image that fell short of Me. Apologetic and uninspired I retreated to familiar creature comforts. As my trusty wardrobe of denim and t-shirts softens with signs of wear, I am ready for something new and hopelessly lost among the racks and shelves of options.
This gourd wants to feel like a girl, feminine and confident in her own skin.
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You’ve got to find things that you like to wear. Only you would have a sense of your own style. Find things that catch your eye and make you feel comfortable. It may seem like a challenge at first, but keep trying until you find that perfect fit.
I may need to acquire greater patience before investing more time scavenging the racks. Thanks!