G’day Beach Cottage lovelies.
OK, if you have been with me for a while, you will know that there was a point on this blog where I took it upon myself to bestow on the world out there in cyberspace my dabbling with style and fashion, cough cough. It all started with a pair of ballet flats, got egged on by the blogging of a scarf and at its height featured moi, forty-is-the-new-thirty woman of substance, modelling a stripe tube skirt down by the sea on a hot Summer’s day.
The funny thing is though that I am always asked to do more fashion posts. Like always. When we did a survey on here of what anyone might like to see more of, fashion, was up there. It seems that there is a gap in the market for real-girl fashion on a real model, not a 16 yr old without any hips.
(neutral shorts, a basket and a stripe work for me)
This strange phenomenon on my blog of has always made me laugh but so be it, the world of blogging is a new, odd and ever changing one I suppose and so for a bit I did continue with blogging clothes and What I Wore posts…
Then I decided to experiment with ‘fashion’ as in what hits the shops and is on trend. Big big big mistake, Pretty Woman-to-snooty-shop-assistant-on-commission mistake….if there is one thing I have learnt as I have trodden this path they call life, fashion is not my thing. Whether it be in home decor, cars, clothes or make-up, I normally get it very wrong if ‘on-trend’ is anywhere in the vicinity.
Luckily in this fashion experimenting I had the sense enough to steer clear of fluorescent pink and those t-shirts that I wore the first time around that say ‘Choose Life’ or something similar and I can’t see how they give any female, be she even super-beautiful, any shape or style whatsoever.
Shall we just not bother talking about floral leggings? Hello to accentuating the three babies I am still wearing as a muffin top and places around the top of my legs I have heard referred to as love handles. There is no love lost between me and those.
Sooooo, after dabbling with a few things on trend, and then catching myself one day in a shop window as I walked past in the city on the way to a meeting, cringing, like dieing and wanting the pavement to open up and swallow me up, I swiftly went back to the look I know and love well…
(love a white shirt & a pair of Mavi jeans with a big tote & sunnies)
I’m not big on buying clothes these days, I never really was hugely into it, my husband thinks this is a good thing I am sure, but not having the right things in my wardrobe at certain times has left me feeling old, crappy, ugly and that I look like ****. You don’t want to be feeling that in your life do you?
I dunno, what is it about us women though and clothes? They effect the way you feel quite a lot don’t they?
(over-sized tote, chunky scarf, capri pants & a stripe helps me through life)
So for me to feel even half way decent I rely on a uniform…I pack it for trips away like the one I have been on for Tourism Australia and work it around things in my life where it might need a bit of jazzing up…
Daytimes for me go like the things you see here – pretty much wherever I am unless of course it needs to be smarter and then I just add a blazer maybe a blouse too and some heels…basics are neutrals with stripes with some interest on the arms in the form of a bit of an arm party…hair, messy bun…
Accessories are always tan leather and natural materials…and the scarf is my lifesaver that makes me feel half decent even when I may be feeling quite different….and of course it covers up the forty-is-the-new-thirty neck, always a bonus in my book….
Since doing a few more things through this blog too I have found myself on more than one occasion, stuck with what to wear – mostly things where I wasn’t sure of the dress code and mostly when I got to the event and got it very wrong…I’ve learnt from that now and I stick to wearing what I love and then adding pieces as to the occasion.
The answer for me has been a jacket, dressy blouses/shirts and shoes – and I just use all the basics I already have and then dress them up – it’s easy, it means I am still comfortable (both psychologically and physically) and most importantly I still feel like me….Mr Beach Cottage, fountain of all wisdom, and man who puts up shelves and builds no-dig gardens in his spare time, imparted me with his advice years ago to always be yourself…it seems he is somewhat right.
But don’t tell him I said that, will you. We wouldn’t want that now would we?
See you tomorrow ladies of the internet, I am down deep deep down in the Lucky Country tonight and man is it chilly on the willies in these parts. x