I stayed up entirely too late last night watching two episodes of What Not to Wear. And more than once during the first, I caught Neil giving me the “you wear that outfit every day” look. Well, ok, maybe so. Maybe I don’t see anything wrong with peasant skirts, flip-flops and t-shirts together. At least I’m not wearing a jingling purple raccoon tail as an accessory.
I’m pretty sure that my beloved, despite his teasing, would not nominate me to be a guest on that show. But just in case… I made sure that he knew the appeal of a $5000 wardrobe makeover and a new hair cut was not enough to make up for the inevitable horror of watching them purge all 32 of my handmade skirts. Could you imagine? I couldn’t. I suppose if it came right down to it, I could bury a few of my absolute favorites in the back yard until the whole thing was over, thereby saving them from the great scourge.
This morning, after putting on one of those favorite skirts, a white t-shirt, a pair of black flip-flops, and a beat up black hoodie sweatshirt, I took a look in the mirror and got the urge to go shopping. Luckily, Old Navy was having a big sale.
I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, but replacing the flip-flops with a nifty pair of flats, and the hoodie with a nice cardigan sweater totally changed the outfit. Maybe with the right accent pieces, my skirts are not What Not to Wear fodder, after all. Heh.
Now, what I want to know is where was this show when I was 12 years old and putting together such gems as a turquoise & white ski sweater my Great Aunt Inez made me, and tan cordeuroy pants tucked into brown cowboy boots. Gosh, I loved that gag-worthy outfit!