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So, I've been invited to this really cool event and will be traveling from New Jersey to L.A., next month (I know, I don't know how that happened, either) and the travel documents included a list of what to bring, with the following notation made under "Necessities":"Overall, casual chic is the rule in Los Angeles."Okay, so I've got absolutely NOTHING to wear!
[slams closet door]
I mean, it's freakin' Beverly Hills people - I can't even order a drink from Starbucks, without looking like a total fool - so, I Twittered a few friends and got back some very constructive replies (except, for Busy Mom) and I'm pretty sure of one thing.
[kicks hoodies under bed]
At least, now I know what NOT to wear.
Sigh.
I've from Jersey (lived here ALL my life) and, if it's anything other than jeans and a black t-shirt, we're just too busy dodging traffic on the turnpike (or, parkway) to worry about what I'm freakin' wearing.
Unless it's flip flops, of course, which can be worn anytime and if it happens to be over 50 degrees, btw.
However, I've been forced to go out and window shop - yes, my daughters physically dragged me out of the house and into the mall - and it didn't take long for me to notice that the rules seemed to have changed on sizing women's clothes, a little.
Who knew, size 4 is the new 12?
I always considered myself a size 10 - that's what the labels say on my favorite pair of stretch jeans, anyway - but, in some stores, I couldn't even get a 12 passed my thighs, let alone struggled to button a skinny-looking 14 and then, as if trying on clothes in a roomful of circus mirrors wasn't bad enough, I was pissed that it bothered me so much?
Of course, I've heard that it's pretty much the reason why a lot of people feel better wearing designer clothing, but vanity-sizing can get, you know, pricey.
UGH.
I do feel better knowing that I've got 278 days left in order to meet my BlubHer challenge of feeling better by BlogHer 2009.
What do I do in the meantime and am I going to find something that looks good and is fit to wear, standing next to a bunch of fashion and beauty bloggers (seeing as I'm, you know, NOT one of them) in less than 2 weeks?
I dunno.
I have decided, however, to not care so much about what size I'm wearing and, when I do find that "perfect outfit," then cut that mother-loving label right out of my head.
Wish me luck, stupid fashion industry!
4 comments:
If it were me, I'd be cutting the ever loving label out of the clothing too, not just my head. Oh wait, I already do things like that. You know, for those people that walk up to me and flip the tag out of my shirts to see what it says. DUH.
I can be of no help to you sistah. As you know I am from Joisey too. My closet consists of t-shirts, jeans, sweats, capris, and flip flops (Ugg slippers for winter).
Fashion Smashion.
I work in an office all day so it's not top fashion but I found a store called J. Jill in my local mall that has comfortable stretchy pants and skirts and cute jackets and sweaters that are high quality and look good after a zillion washings. Their stuff looks like a nice suit without the suit. I also shop JCPenney. I do recommend going on a sale day wherever you shop, Wednesday or Friday at my local mall.
Good luck! I hate shopping for anything other than t-shirts. One day, when I am skinny, shopping will be fun again. Until then, I have no advice for you. :)
Thank you ladies, I'm hopeful that my new attitude - of ignoring the size on the labels - will help keep the shopping experience a positive one.
Price tag, however, not so much!
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