Alors mes amis, I have decided to take the laid back, low key, comfort seeking bull by the horns this year and move away from my jersey encased wardrobe staples and into the light of the thinking woman’s wardrobe…well that is the plan as of 1am on January 6th 2013. I’m not really sure when or how I found myself gravitating towards what can only be described as a “living uniform” of
track pants, bobbled cardigans, socks and birkenstocks “loungewear” but it has become increasingly clear to me that this slack jawed miasma must end…and forthwith! A while back I decided that I would not fall into the trap of our mother’s – saving something new for “a special occasion” as experience has taught me this is the sartorial equivalent of putting something in a “safe place”… both you and I know it will never be seen again.
This year I have decided to…make an effort, any effort in fact. In translation – resisting the urge to take the path of least resistance both metaphorically speaking and in terms of waistband. I will step away from the track pants, to be replaced with a pair of well cut derrière-enhancing jeans. Gone will be the time ravaged cardigans, say hello to the silk shirt and the boucle jacket. The plan is to channel the oh so chic Ines de la Fressange. With Ms Fressange as my own personal style mascot, what could possibly go wrong…
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‘The Ugly Truth”: There’s no going back V! It’s out there!
Ha ha ha ha! I felt full disclosure was necessary in order to move on… bisous!
Here, here…’bout time! 😉