The style journey of a woman is a weird little rollercoaster. At any given time your style can be influenced in a dozen confusing and conflicting ways and almost everything around you will have an effect on your style. Where you work, who you date, who you spend your time with, where you live, what TV shows you’re watching. I admire women who can really stick a distinctive style because I’m sure as hell not one of them.
In my late teens, I wore lace and pink. All the time. Alannah Hill was style muse and I dressed like a stick of fairy floss for at least three years. In my early 20s, I went I bit Carrie Bradshaw. Vintage clothing, sometimes questionable pairings of patterns and I wore high heels every day. That was only achievable because I grew up in a driving city where you couldn’t walk anywhere. I’m now in a minimalist phase and I can’t quite pin it to a particular muse but it’s a streamlined, simple yet slightly French boudior kind of vibe. Like Catherine Baba, minus the sparkle and accessories.
I have a teeny tiny boho streak in me but it leans much more towards 1920s film star style. I’m more likely to wear lace than fringe for example and I love a bold lip. I try to mix it up every now and then but sometimes I just need to concede defeat and deal with the fact that I’m just not meant to wear these things…
1. Jeans with rips in them
It’s just not my thing. I feel untidy and unkempt. I don’t think other people look untidy or unkempt but I just hear grandmas clucking disapprovingly in my head every time I wear them. I have worn them in the past but it’s unlikely I will wear them in the future.
2. Floaty boho style tops
The tiny part of me that is boho inclined, will wander into Tigerlily and try on their floaty tops with bells and dangles on them and it just doesn’t work for me. If I’m going to wear a print, it needs to be large scale and bold. Tiny floral prints just make me feel like a couch. Or curtains.
3. Shapeless sack coats
I’m a sucker for a shapeless sack dress in winter but shapeless sack coats make me look the size of a truck. I’m already build like a footballer, I don’t need to be walking around wearing an almost literal box as a coat. I’m a Melbourne lass and in my trendy suburb women don’t tend to accentuate their waists very much so all the winter coats were the same chunky style this year. I stuck to my wool trench coat. I need my waist, so I’m keeping it.
4. Ankle boots
I want to like ankle boots so much but I have these short little stocky legs and they just don’t mesh well on me. I’m tall, but all my height is in my torso and ankle boots just seem to make this glaringly obvious. I’ve been wanting to get some tan ankle boots to wear with jeans for ages but every time I try them on I look like a stumpy little garden gnome. I’ve given up on ankle boots now. They just aren’t for me.
5. Statement necklaces
I used to be right into them but I have a simple silver coin necklace on a long chain (a gift from my late Poppy) and I wear that almost exclusively. I have a lot of hair and big rosy cheeks, so statement necklaces seem like over kill when there’s already so much going on in that area. I don’t want to scare people.
Dress from Cos
Tights from Big W
Boots from Frye
Leather jacket from Vinnies
This outfit was worn for a busy bee day of admin. So much stuff to get done this week. This weekend I’m off to Brand Confetti. So looking forward to it and I get catch up with my girls Chrissy, Sonia and Emma. I’ll let you know how it goes!