Fleet jacket, army jacket, Field Jacket, camouflage jacket; whatever the name, I need a new one.
If there is one piece in my wardrobe to justify my, “cost per wear’ philosophy it is this one.
I wear this style of jacket in a series of weights over just about everything.
This season I have seen the embroidery trend take the lead over the brass buttons and the more simple camouflage style; I still like the military feel of an oversized button and equally I find the simple version extremely wearable.
The shirtdress has been around forever and it is the one dress I need right now.
The shirtdress is one of those dresses that works with so much, goes anywhere and saves the day mid-season. Another “what will I wear when I don’t know what to wear masterpiece”.
I have been having a lot of those days recently and I have been searching for something new and different to wear. I love my suits and black pants/ blouse “uniform” but I need a break. Not forever, it will be only for a moment. The tailored and I are soul mates.
Too much denim? I think the answer is a resounding, NO.
I love denim, always have and always will. How about you?
Denim is an ageless fabric that can be crafted up in so many ways to suit so many different shapes and sizes.
Presumably that was its attraction when it was first created, an enduring fabric to fashion for practicality and durability.
When I think about the amount of denim to come through my doors over the decades for not only the children, and myself but also for David I cannot believe one fabric can have so many re-incarnations.
Our denim stories must include pretty much every whim and trim on the market.
From memory my first pair snaked over my pudgy frame at the age of ten; I didn’t care about how they looked, I was much less sensible then ;)
Beauty is one of those extraordinary and intangible qualities.
We find beauty in the most obvious and the least likely ways and each of us interpret what we find beautiful very differently.
The joy of life is the search and the discovery of what we each consider, beauty.
For beauty is, ‘in the eye of the beholder’ and thankfully that is so otherwise life would be very black and white. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than watching how others interpret and never do we each see in the same way.
It is really a miracle.
As I think about the beauty secrets that aren’t those easily dispensed from a tube or those that require the hands of others I find my thoughts resting with those qualities to inspire and the attributes that help us grow as women.