Half of the fun is rocking some holiday glitz and glam style while pretending we are socialites.
Happy New Year!
Love all of the picks -especially the strapless/peplum one and the bell sleeves! It is congratulations, you are this weeks featured most viewed beautiful blogger @ www.beauty101bylisa.com. XOXO!! One look at my nana, and you’ll understand why I ― or anyone else, for that matter ― might ask her to do this. What she calls a ‘two bedroom’ apartment in New Jersey, I actually call a sacred temple of style, where entire dressers are devoted to belts and perfectly pristine racks of clothing hang from almost any hook. Wear it. No, I said. Now this one was a big hit in the office. You will never wear that to work. Maybe I should. Needless to say, there’s that. Now let me ask you something. Is that how you dress on the weekends?
It came in handy for this outfit, a sweater gifted to me by my mom a few years back.
Nana saw someone wearing a hat in a commercial and said, Don’t you have a hat like that?
I ok that to mean I could wear it any time I wanted. It was on this day that I also went on a first date, who ld me that I looked really nice. I got a load of compliments on this very infrequently worn skirt, despite the fact that I felt entirely so that’s what I got. Oftentimes my ripped jeanshating nana said yes, my ripped jeans loving heart said no. That notion naively led me to think that this experiment, to have her pick out my outfits for a full week, should go off without a hitch.
Our 28 consecutive years of spending Saturdays at the mall gether surely would give her a feeling of how to navigate my closet for a measly five days.
My insecurities about how certain clothing looks on my body had no choice but to hit the road, and in turn gave way to outfits I had either forgotten about or never considered.
I was completely and utterly uncomfortable the time, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I decided to go way out of my comfort zone right off the bat. Fact, both the pants and the pink shirt were once nana’s, and I had never worn either of them before this day. Then again, the first compliments I got came from a male coworker, that would thrill my nana, who believes only one accessory I’m missing in lifetime is a boyfriend. It was an eye opening experience to have to put that notion into practice myself, despite my overall degree of discomfort in doing so, as someone who preaches the importance of selfacceptance in others.
Seeing myself through her eyes made me realize that whenever it boils down to getting dressed, normally I’m now this look is much more conservative than I will ever normally dress, and definitely more put together. Thanks, ‘co workers’. That said, this dress and the shrug both came from her closet, and have both sat in my closet since they got there. One of the problems I learned in this experiment? For instance, standing there in my closet, it became clear to me that what I imagined all these years as carefully calculated genius is even more ‘mindblowing’ than I thought ― it just comes to her naturally.
I just put things on and see if they work, when I get dressed. I don’t know how to do that for you. Where is that dress I gave you a few years ago? The majority of the pieces she picked were either hand me downs from her own closet or pieces bought on a shopping trip together. After a little of coaxing and a coloring book break. Notice, some amount of her selections were pieces that I had either never or rarely worn, and I dreaded putting them on. Pair that sleeveless dress with a neutral top, she said. Few minutes later, Actually I had 7 complete outfits picked out, plus alternative pieces that she just likes. I know that the wheels were turning. On p of that, behold, four our experiment days.