A couple of months ago I asked you good readers for post ideas. One of them turned into a post about how mama got her groove back. Another reader suggested, "I'd love to read about a time you got out of your comfort zone and tried a new style/broke one of your fashion rules." Well, I don't have too many rules; I subscribe more to guidelines that are flexible to extenuating circumstance... I also like new styles; I can usually tell right off the bat if something is me and if it is also flattering. If not, I throw it aside with nary a second thought. But, as much as I hate to admit it, I do have a comfort zone, and every once in a great while I come up against an outfit that challenges it. In the last year, I've been trying to err on the side of boldness. If the outfit is a flop, I still went for it (a good thing) and all that is lost is a bit of pride (also a good thing, the losing it, I mean).
So what's the story with this outfit, you say? My brother gave me this beautiful alpaca cloak a couple of years ago. It is soft, light, warm and super luxurious. Yet I haven't worn it much. Why? Partially because it kept falling open, making it inconvenient and negating its warming properties. And partially because no one around is wearing anything like it (at least not in my neighborhood, literally and metaphorically speaking). I realized I could overcome the first issue by belting it with one of my husband's leather belts (don't tell), and the second, by an attitude adjustment. What do you think?
|My comfort zone (or one of them)...|
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