I like to think I dress nicely. However, lately I’ve been wearing my own personal mom uniform – a solid top and a pair of capris. I love capri pants. They’re versatile and help keep me cool in this summer heat. They’re easy to wear and I have plenty of mix-and-match tops. It’s like a grown up version of Garanamals!
But every time I pull on a pair of capri pants I hear fashion guru Tim Gunn’s voice and his disdain for capri pants. He doesn’t like them because they’re not flattering. I can’t really argue with him on that. They hit me wrong on the leg and I look short and stumpy. Attractive they are not. Functional, oh yah!
Some days I feel like I should be walking around with a black rectangle box covering my eyes, a la Glamour magazine. Every time I slide the capris on I know that I shouldn’t but it’s so easy. And, I really don’t like pants. So these are kind of a happy medium. Sure I could wear shorts, but for some reason designers refuse to make shorts that are flattering to this 40-something year old woman with hips.
I like to watch the show What Not To Wear, although I do think that Stacy can sometimes be a bit too harsh. In general though, I’m confident that no matter what I wear there is no chance I’d ever be on that show. I may be a fashion don’t at times, but I’m definitely not a candidate for this show!
I do wish that Tim Gunn was still on TV with his Bravo TV show Tim Gunn’s Guide to Style. He had such a gentle way of making women understand how to dress and why the particular styles they were choosing were not working for them. The one thing I liked the most was that Tim Gunn didn’t just focus on some superficial level of style. He looked at each woman’s shape and helped her maximize what she had. And I liked that he didn’t overlook the importance of foundation garments.
But, here I am with my capri pants and my many days of fashion don’t sense of style. I keep trying to heed the advice of true fashion mavens. But I go for the path of least resistance most days. I figure that no one really sees me. And I tell myself that no one really cares either.
Basically it’s all just a cop out. I do know how to dress for my body and usually I do a pretty good job. It’s just that some days I don’t want to think about it so I go for ‘the uniform’. Maybe I’m just more toward the fashion lazy than the fashion don’t?
Do you have ‘the uniform’ you know you really shouldn’t wear but you do anyway?