I've been reading 'Vogue' since I was an adolescent. At least I think I have. It certainly feels like it. But Pardon Me if I seem a little unsure. It's just that so much of my past feels as if it was made up or maybe happened to a different person. Oops! I've fallen into some kind of Existential Hole which is certainly NOT my Desired Mood for this particular blog entry. See, Della Street has a mind of her own & try as I might, I can't really control her.
Why I mentioned 'Vogue' is that for years & years I've been reading those overblown profiles of Beautiful Stylish Thoroughbred WealthyWomen that the magazine is just full of. You know the type of women that 'Vogue' loves - they usually live in New York or if it's Australian 'Vogue', they live in some amazing mansion with spectacular views of Sydney Harbour.
Of course the reader is taken into the inner sanctum of these Fabulous Women's lives - their palatial walk-in wardrobes with shelving along one wall which holds their enviable collection of Hermes Birkin Bags perfectly lined up like in a high-end shop.
Everything else in the wardrobe is perfectly organised - the mountains of shoes are all in individual Shoe Garages, sweaters are colour-coded, which isn't hard because usually everything is either black, creme or beige/camel & all the really big ticket items are in hermetically sealed containers.
These gals are just perfect. Not only d0 they have all this stuff, they're skinny like stick insects & have all the other trappings of a Perfect Life that I'm sure you're familiar with.
You can see where this is going can't you?
But, after nearly a lifetime of Resentment, I've decided to Own My Own Wardrobe. So here it is, or at least a part of it.
I emptied out all my bangles on the floor of my bedroom. That was five days ago. They haven't moved since & I'm loving it.
And then there's the neatly folded & stacked clothes covering all four seasons that are sitting at the bottom of the cupboard. Never mind that you can't really see what's there . I'm just enjoying creating little two towers of clothes right now.
5 comments:
You have the most impressive collection of bangles that I have ever seen!!!!
hmmm, a comment posted by a mysterious reader leads me to her blog. and WOW, this is the top-of-the-page post. love it. bangles are the only bracelet i'll wear, and you've got a serious collection. they look so great piled like that - i wouldn't put them away either.
i share alllllllllllllll your sentiments re. vogue (and i give myself double the aggravation with 2 subscriptions to them - australian and japanese. i'm a fool). everything you said is true. and i respect you for knowing where to draw the line, and that it is important to see yourself - far far more important than seeing all those other plastic faces on the pages.
Your wardrobe screams colour, personality and panache.
That is one serious bangle collection! Love all the colors.
As for Vogue (or other fashion mags)... for fashion inspiration I'd rather visit creative people like you.
Darla
the banglepile is one of the best things i've ever seen. i am very much in favor of keeping clothes, shoes, linens, books in slightly tippy piles on the floor. always!
yours, h
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