Wednesday witterings . . .

fashionista 

A person devoted to fashion clothing, particularily unique or high fashion. A person not to be called a fashionista would be someone who obsessivly follows trends.

Student #1:"Oh my gosh! Look at that girl wearing those sparkly red mary janes, black lolita skirt, hello kitty corset, and a top hat with pink hair!" 
Student #2"Oh yeah, thats Xenia, she's a Fashionista." 

I don't think I could have ever been called a Fashionista, not even when I was a teenager.  For one thing I have never, ever in my whole life been able to afford to keep up with the trends.  When you are raising a large family, most of your income goes into, well  . . . raising them!  As an older woman I have not had the body to warrant keeping up with trends.  There are lots of things I like, but I think to myself  . . .  you're too fat or you're too old, and then again, there are the monetary restrictions.

I don't have a style, unless you call cheap and comfortable a style.  I tend to find a pair of trousers that I like and then buy a bazillion pairs of them, well . . .  a slight exaggeration.  Maybe 4 pairs, two navy and two black.  Then I wear them out.  With navy and black, you can put just about any colour of top.  I tend to find a cheap top that I like as well and then buy that in a multitude of colours, and then wear them out also. Its not that I like being boring . . .  I just can't afford not to be boring. ☺

 

If I had the money and figure I would be anything but boring.  For instance I adore this coat.  I think it is just wow.  It's not overly expensive, but again  . . .  don't have the figure to carry it off.  I would just look like I was wearing somebody's bedspread, or worse yet  . . . curtains. That might work with Scarlet O'Hara, but I am no Scarlet O'Hara! 

I'm short, old and almost as wide

as I am tall.

 

I love colour . . .  I am so in love with colour.  I am like a crow with sparkly things . . .  when I see colour, I want to grab it and wrap it around myself.  

I also like comfort.  If I could get away with wearing my nightgown all day . . .  I would! 

 

I have a board on Pinterest filled with the kinds of clothes I like.  I might not be able to buy them in real life, but that doesn't stop me from admiring them and dreaming . . . I totally adore this, and the shoes too. They look so comfortable. 

 Why is it when young thin women wear stuff like this they look magnificent in it, but if I did, I would end up looking like a frump? 

Chubby and toothless is only cute at this age.  I would love to be able to do wild things with my hair.  When it is short I look at all the things that they do with long hair and wish to myself that I had long hair and could do that  . . . . now I have long hair, I am afraid to stand out and do anything with it other than what I do.  Make one plait and pin it up.

 

I'm just not that brave, but I wish that 

I was

  

Maybe when I get to heaven  . . . 

 

Don't you just love it? 

I tried to do a messy bun one day and I just looked  . . .  messy.  Maybe I am too much of a dot your "i" and cross your "t" kind of a person.  Too pedantic to look messy.  I can't even do that when I am painting . . .  let things just flow and go where they want to.   I am far too pedantic about detail to be loose. 

There was a woman at our Women's Pamper day who had purple hair and when I saw it I thought to myself, oh yes  . . .  I wish I was that brave.  Brave enough to live my life in colour rather than in the shadows.  Sigh . . . 

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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Spiritual Enlightenment

 

Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Corn Casserole.  Nostalgic and  comforting.

Have a great Wednesday.  Wherever you go and whatever you get up to, don't forget . . . 

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And I do too!