Musing: OMG vs Meh
'Not Dressed Equally Lamb'.
That'due south what I promise I am at the ripe-one-time age of 39. I'm also trying non to be predictable mutton either. At present don't get me incorrect, I'm a neat laic in women of all ages being able to wear whatever they like (as long as information technology doesn't harm or deeply offend anyone). And I also believe in making the most of what you've got, whether y'all're a nubile 18 year old or a xl-something cougar.
And while I dear – no, adore – reading gossip/celebrity magazines, where I drool over the "Best Dressed" pages and, likewise, recoil in enjoyable horror at the "What Were They Thinking" ones overleaf, I can't assistance but experience differently when out on the street and seeing women in similar attire. In the past I've institute myself judging other women on what they're wearing, simply what correct do I have to do this? They may well have taken every bit much fourth dimension over their appearance as I did that morning, and left the firm feeling a million dollars.
It's this feeling that I think every adult female should piece of work towards achieving as a straight result of her called outfit every day, whether or not the trained eye of a stylist thinks the issue looks like Audrey Hepburn reincarnate or a downright mess. If she loves what she'due south wearing, feels great, then who cares? The fact that her outfit makes her happy is the main thing.
Instance in bespeak: Su Pollard. I think she looks bloody amazing.
I know, you're thinking, OH – MY – GOD. I used to think that too, until recently.
The eccentric English actress has ever dressed as madly equally this, and if you've never seen or heard of her earlier then all you need to know is Su Pollard was the Lady Gaga of her twenty-four hours. Why on globe would I publish a photo on a manner weblog of someone looking similar the teen section of Chelsea Girl had thrown up on her? Well, I also thought she was a walking fashion disaster. During the 80s, whilst I was wearing my white stilettos, electric bluish jumpsuit and matching mascara, I wondered how she could even get out the house in the virtually uncoordinated, migraine-inducing ensembles I'd ever seen. Merely now that I'm older (and a niggling bit more than tolerant) I tin run into that bloody hell – she's always looked happy. And didn't seem to care what anyone else thought.
Call up how much time and effort went into that outfit. That's not an outfit that but happened to be whatever was to hand that morning time – she went all out, guns blazing, I'grand-gonna-stone-the-striped-socks-fur-and-feathers-look today. The contents of her wardrobe must be to fashion what Willy Wonka was to chocolate: tacky, over the top and admittedly delicious (in a bonkers mode). You've got to manus it to the woman – she accessorises beautifully with all the confidence in the globe. And information technology's non a one-off, this is her whole raison d'être.
Now you lot're probably nevertheless thinking, I don't care, it's withal O-M-G. Well, at to the lowest degree information technology's not 'meh'.
Plain onetime, boring, lifeless… meh. You know, the outfits where there's no idea, no care, no effort, simply full aloofness. With unattended-to hair and brand-up to match. They're the women I see on the street that I desire to drag into the nearest section store and allow to run amok, be free, have a fling with an orange and red striped kaftan, tickle the fancy of those cerulean platform wedges, and never darken the door of apathy always once again. Personally, I prefer O-M-G to meh.
Bloggers write blogs because they take something to say. Something they're passionate about. Something they love. And so next fourth dimension you read a nasty, spiteful comment on someone's fashion blog (or, god forbid, call up well-nigh posting one), think nearly Su. Deliriously happy in her outrageous colours and fluffy accessories. Is there a single ounce of happiness coming through those nasty words you encounter on your screen?
Source: https://www.notdressedaslamb.com/2011/08/todays-musings-1.html
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