(oh, that’s a scary thought)
.Have you clocked these really pretty and unusual new Fendi “Peek-a-Boo” bags that appear to be a handbag within a bag? Some look like they’re actually doubled, with one side folding down to reveal another colour or pattern on the bag inside. Others have pretty little linen, floral appliqued or needlepoint “dusters”, that simply slide on and off and attach with buttons or snaps. Quite ingenious really, given it must be virtually impossible to come up with truly inventive concepts in fashion at this point. Not to be negative, but most fashion is a re-invention of a style or concept that has existed at some point before.
I’ve always been a great fan of Fendi since Karl arrived, particularly their coats and bags and I still have my collection of Fendi Baquettes that would put Poilane (there’s another post-yum ) to shame. I never use the Baguettes anymore, which is silly and lame as they are still in gorgeous, pristine condition. What an embarrassing admission that I would allow fashion trends (sometimes) to dictate how I should be dressing. Eww-slap, slap Slim! Especially given the fact that I always bridle at the What’s In/What’s Out” Lists in magazines, especially as they have often just shilled for something in the “Out” category only a couple of months before (occasionally even in the same issue!) You know what? I say F— that. My mother always taught me that individuality and having your own sense of style was infinitely more important than fitting in with the “In” crowd (She also taught me not to say F— that too, but not everything sticks)
Here’s my New List of Criteria determining what I’m wearing from now on:
-I like it! (or I STILL like it!)
-It’s comfortable but NEVER frumpy
-No where will it ever have the word “Juicy” written on it (well, this is hardly new to my list)
-It will be age appropriate(ish) but never boring or Mumsy, or signal I don’t care-‘cusI’mjustgoingtoVons…
-It will celebrate ME rather than the designer I’ve already paid to “make” it for me-no double dipping, Dudes.
-My husband will like it too (but can someone please tell him that high heels don’t really go with everything?-no, scratch that. Say high heels really hardly go with anything. Ya, that’s better)
-I will start wearing more jewelry and stop feeling I’m totally accessorized just because I threw on a scarf.
-Lastly, What I’m wearing now is all about what strikes me as -fill in the blank here; Chic, fun, fashionable, interesting, appropriate, cozy, and most of all, MY style, not anyone else’s. I’m happy, indeed EXCITED to be told what is new in fashion, I just don’t care to be told what’s “OUT”.
So here’s to dusting off one or two favourite Baguettes and moseying down to Whole Foods.
What can I say- I’m a REBEL. I might even uncover my Peacock feathered bag from Tom Ford’s first Gucci collection.
Are YOU good about holding your own, or do you sometimes fall victim to FASH-ICISM too?