How was your weekend everyone? I hope it was gorgeous.
Just a quick post now - I must run out & meet some (non blog) friends - and this isn't the post I meant to do this morning. These are just some quick 'off the hip' street shots inspired by an anonymous comment on lace that has me spitting mad. 'If the shoe fits', she told me, even tho that wasn't even me in the photo. 'Time to grow up.'
Can someone tell me, why are bullies ALWAYS cowards?
I never get cruel comments - kudos to all of you, truly - and on the rare times I do, I don't like to delete them, because I want this to be a forum where we can all feel HEARD. And the article she (she's got to be a female) attached is quite good. I shot this woman in the white dress, here, because I felt it was a good example of a woman who is not a teenager looking good in frothy white. I, on the other hand, looked ridiculous in it when we had our ping pong tournament party last weekend, and won't be wearing that dress again. We were driving up to Herfs this weekend and I swear, I was thinking about how bad I looked in that dress and just at that moment Mr. Dot said 'you looked ridiculous in that dress' - from a week before!
There's nothing wrong with the dress, it's just too cute for me. It's gonna be a give-away soon so watch this space.
The point of the article was that 'Jackie Kennedy didn't dress 'cute' ' and therefore, if we're over 30, neither should we. You can read my long response in the comments, and I'd love to hear your thoughts. The woman I quickly shot in these sandals - unaware - was no spring chicken, either. But I'll be damned if I'm not going to enjoy wearing my sparkles and my sequins and my hot pink toe nail varnish! I will dress as 'cute' as I like, thank you very much, and I hope all of you out there will, too.
There. I feel soooo much better. Didn't want to go round carrying that in my head. I'm really into white - everyone is, it seems - and I'll post more when I'm back later. I'm loving the combination of white, lace, white tee's, bits of black, little details that froth it up or toughen it up. Fashion is fun! Let's just lighten up, folks: life is difficult enough. One minute you can be 21 and graduate college and the next, you're at the gym not even exercising hard, and your lung collapses. As the Citizen Rosebud said: "We don't need to dress like 20 year olds, but I am still wearing my romper, with my lady thighs and all."
Your thoughts, please, in 25 words or less. Or more! ; )