Nothing To Wear (more or less)

So, as I sat in bed this morning reading the Financial Times fashion review of London and Milan, I had a thought. Now, I should explain that this is not a thing I've often (if ever) had before! Although I've heard it said, but never believed it - I've nothing to wear. To be more precise, I don't like what I have to wear anymore! Maybe as it's Spring and I'm sick to the back teeth of winter. All the new collections are making me re-evaluate what I have and what is missing. Anyhow, after a quick run through in my mind of my options, I found a look that didn't hurt me too much.

Am I now a woman with a dressing room full of clothes and nothing to wear? Well, obviously no I'm not. It was just a moments insanity and now all is well. Well except (if you've followed me, you'll remember my very old white jeans held together with hope... said hope deserted them. As I tried on a pair of shoes this afternoon I felt a sudden rip across my backside. Yes I know - very In, but in my case the In is now Out. There will be a fitting final ceremony this week. Perhaps I won't cry...

I'm back on an even keel and now on the lookout for New White Jeans. Maybe Gap will be fill my gap? My second white jeans are too awful for words so will be given to the Charity Shop. The same shop I gave a pink Chanel suit, handbag and shoes to many years ago. I promise this suit knew it's way around London and New York I wore it so much. Anyhow, my mother told me to give the outfit to the charity shop (which I agreed with but why the handbag I'll never know). Let someone else have the pleasure now. So if you follow me and you still wear a pink suit - white jeans are on the way.

It's almost stopped raining!!

Happy Dressing...

The Pain Of The Flat

Do I have a problem? The answer dear friends is Yes! This will apply to you as well.

As all you involved people know, the shows are on. Couture has finished now and we're into ready-to-wear (so far, so good). Have you seen? It's everywhere, the Trainer!!!! Out of the gym, out of daywear (with trousers etc). Now it has a place, if we are to believe, in the evening!!

I should point out "I like a flat". I have a collection of Roger Vivier flats in almost every conceivable colour, and up to a year ago wore them every day with different trousers. Not so much now, I prefer a heel. Anyhow, that is not the point. The point is "how do you look with all be it a couture trainer and a dress in the evening? This is most certainly not a look I'm looking forward to!!!

How could they do this to us? How? I'll tell you how! Commerce!! That's how. Yes, I can see it with a full floor-length skirt "Who can see?" But showing? What do you think? Answers on a postcard please. I will try it on in a shop but can it ever be flattering? I'll tell you what it should be and that's comfortable. But who wants comfort? I told my last husband that I had never bought a pair of shoes for comfort (definitely not for agony), only to complement an outfit. He didn't really understand. Men just don't, but you do don't you?

So there you have it. Be warned! It will be coming to a shop near you very soon...

 

Happy Dressing!

 

Has it stopped raining yet ?

Ouch! That Hurts!

Ouch! That hurts! Is it, dear friends, the amount of truly terrible dresses on the (still going) film awards season red carpet? The seeming inability of me (four events in the last two weeks) to get to grips with the 2014 Dress Code (more of that later). Or, the root extraction that I had yesterday and the throbbing pain the dentist said I "might have"?

Well, this year is off to a fine start. I can't watch Fashion Police any more! Well, I can, but mostly from behind the couch. Joan Rivers impersonating Danny La Rue (he understood glamour). She can't get past vulgar and their ideas... don't get me started. Suffice to say she voted Beyonce better dressed at the Grammys than Taylor Swift! I ask you - I was speechless. Google it and see what you think. Awards are all about dress codes, so why am I in such pain?

When it says cocktails, it means cocktails and suitable attire for same. My first event, I even phoned my hostess, "What to wear?" She was wearing a cocktail dress so I thought I would. Yes - it was in an art gallery, but so what? So I donned a very stylish black dress, wore my new (I love them) lime-green/yellow velvet Dior high shoes, bare legs (of course) and a short, black mink jacket. Yes, some, maybe a handful, wore cocktail. The rest, my dear friends, wore jeans and such. Oh, why bother?! So sad.

For the next event I wore my new very wide trousers and a pretty blouse. Same shoes. There were more skinny jeans than I think Selfreidges jeans department own. I could go on, but I won't. Suffice to say Thank Goodness - what I really wanted to wear (my new spring outfit) I've put on twice in my dressing room and then taken off. I've seen no one wear anything near spring colours. And I hate having something new and not being able to wear it. I promise myself now February is here and Spring is around the corner I'll wear it soon.

And my tooth. Well, the painkillers are helping and it will wear off. So I suppose will my fear of getting it wrong (actually, as I write this, I think I was right and they were all wrong) see - now I feel better! There is hope and light at the end of the tunnel.

If only it would stop raining...

Happy Dressing!