First Impression

It’s funny how after all these years, I can still find myself surprised by an item of clothing. I like to think at this point I have a pretty good sense of what works on me and what doesn’t, but every so often, I am happily proven wrong. Take this dress for example: I am not a huge fan of maxi dresses on me (I love them on everyone else), I tend to avoid bigger patterns (again, huge fan in general, they just don’t work on me), and the overly blousely fit that is so popular with many usually ends up with me throwing an item in the “no” pile (aka, the pile of sad, rejected clothes in the corner of the dressing room. I always have such big dreams for those clothes, and they always let me down and deserve to be punished). So when I picked out this dress the other day, it was with a sense of resigned defeat; I loved it on the hanger, but I just knew it would be a dress meant for another girl, a luckier girl (a taller girl).

That being said, you can imagine my shock when I slipped this dress over my head, and not only did I not have piles of fabric gathered at my feet, but the print actually looked well proportioned and the waist hit at a totally flattering point! OK fine, you don’t have to imagine, but just trust me when I say I had approximately zero chill in that moment (and may have done a little happy dance….definitely don’t imagine that).

So here I stand, a lady in possession of a fabulous new dress and a valuable lesson; to assume makes an ass out of you and your closet! Yeah, pretty sure that’s how that saying goes….

Dress: Target x Who What Wear

Necklace: Kendra Scott

Heels: Circus by Sam Edelman

Auld Lang Sayonara 2016

 

I don’t want to speak for everyone, but I think we all can agree that 2016 has been one hell of a year. It’s been a long road of tragedies, each seemingly trying to top the one that came before it. From losing some of our most influential entertainers to gaining one interesting incoming administration, I can’t help but feel like Aston Kutcher is going to come around a corner on January 1st and let us know we’ve all been punk’d.

So how do we say “adieu” (or more appropriately “bye Felicia”) to a year that has been so monstrous it has basically become it’s own adjective? We leave its ass in the dust and look forward.

So to 2017 we say you certainly can’t do any worse, but please, try and do just a little bit better. And for our part, we will keep finding bright spots, silver livings, 10,000 spoons when all we need is a knife (wait, that’s not right….) and make sure we are doing everything we can to learn from this year and keep moving forward.

We’re here, we’re chic, and we’re coming for you 2017!