Thursday, August 7, 2014

Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.

Style, for me, is using fashion to express yourself. It can show everyone how you're feeling, your creativity, your whole being essentially. I like how I can create an outfit that can express my mood or help my mood. I like how my wardrobe allows me to do this. I don't even have a 'name' for my style. On some days I feel like a librarian but I don't think that should be considered a style. But I do know how I want to look. I know what I want people to think when they see me. And I think I'm doing a pretty good job at that, if I do say so.

My dear friend Alora has decided to upgrade her closet/style. And she has asked me for help. I was completely flattered and confused. I'm not really a very fashion forward person. I know what is 'in style' but that doesn't mean I wear it. If I have even the smallest thought that something would not work for my 'body type' I avoid it. Anything with ruffles? No thank you. Strapless dress? Ha! Nice try. Ankle pants? Nope. I dress for my body type. That's what I know. I know of what looks good on lovely big chests and bodacious big bottoms. Alora has an adorable petite frame. And to be clear I am in no way saying that one body type is better than the other. We are all beautiful just the way we are and we don't need to change a thing. My problem is I'm used to 'hiding' a chest not accentuating one.
Her style is also "interesting" as she puts it. Some days she wants to look like a showgirl, a drag queen, a biker chick, or Gwen Stefani. She likes lolita and bohemian styles. I've seen her in everything from sweatpants and a sports bra to one of the most stunning prom dresses I've ever seen. She is one of those girls who could potentially get away with wearing anything. So her having the 'world as her oyster' as far as fashion goes intimidates me a bit. 

I have an idea of how I want to handle this 'project.' First step was cleaning out her closet. Second, we started an 'inspiration' board on Pinterest. Now we're moving onto step three; getting the clothes. We have plans to hit up a crazy sale soon and hopefully we will score big. Not sure yet if we will find everything she wants (I made her write out a wish list); but I do know that I won't let her buy anything unless she looks absolutely fabulous.

And I think that's why she asked for my help. I will be honest with her. If she's looking a bit scandalous (in a bad way) I will let her know. Because that's what friends do. I will happily stand outside her dressing room door and help her analyze the length and versatility of an item. If she needs another size, I will hunt down the rack and search through it. I will answer the important questions honestly. Important questions like; How does this look? Is this weird? How do you wear this? Is this a shirt or a dress? I plan on showing her how she can take one item and make 5 outfits with it. Does she have to listen to my advice? No. And I'm not going to be upset about it. In the end; it's her body, her style, her message to the world.

So with Alora's blessings I plan on sharing the details of our shopping trip. If not I will also be shopping on this trip so you can hear about all the pretty things I bought/saw/wished I could have bought.

Do you know what I mean, Jellybean?


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