Friday, July 24, 2009
Orange for the Boyfriend
I thought I could kill two birds with one stone today, and show you the new orangeness in my wardrobe (indeed, other than my Havaiianas this would be the only orangeness my closet holds) AND at the same time show you how a woman of a certain, ahem, maturity, wears boyfriend jeans. As you know, the latter has been a matter of some discussion -- is this sartorial choice at all appropriate for us not-quite-golden-agers or is it an unpardonable offence, right up there with blowing big pink gum bubbles in public?
I was smitten by this look in Paris this year -- its ubiquity there suggested it would soon dominate our streets, and I wanted to try it. First, I experimented with some of Pater's slightly worn, straight-leg Levis, originally a dark wash but beginning to fade nicely -- he wears a 32 waist so with a belt these could work -- he still doesn't know how close he came to losing his jeans. But while they weren't bad, there was a bit too much baggy and not enough shape for any flattery.
Next, I went to the Levis store and tried on a slightly smaller size in a woman's similar style, but again, the jeans missed the mark -- too bad, 'cause they would have given me the look for about 75 dollars. Not what I ended up paying for my Current/Elliott bought, a few blocks down, at Aritzia's summer sale. No, these babies, even on sale, were still over $200, but I think they were worth every cent.
I admit the backview threw me off a bit at first. My daughter, Megan (Girlcook, my occasional commenter) started laughing when I came out of the dressing room 'cause she saw the back pockets first -- not quite the response I wanted, but we both had to get used to the longer, lower-placed pockets. If she'd been wearing them, though, she wouldn't have needed much time -- I certainly didn't, convinced by the pyjama-level comfort of the velvety worn denim. So worn that I will take extra care in laundering these, but I always do delicate cycle and line dry with my jeans anyway.I think it's clear from these photos that in adopting this look (especially the cuffed bottoms), I'm compromising somewhat on the best proportions for my height and shape -- previously I've been wearing a Citizens jean that's very fitted through hips and thighs and then does a gentle flare to the floor, generally over a heel, so that I get some length. I could obviously recover some of this length by wearing the BF jeans with a heel and I will do that. But I've decided that other things are more important to me than always trying to get closer and closer to the appearance of length and slimness -- these jeans reinforce a certain internal attitude for me and I think they convey it externally. Totally worth the trade-off.
That said, I've tried to keep the look polished, and I think that my new scarf goes a long way towards achieving that (as would any scarf, of course). ORANGE, which I never wear because it never flatters me, is somehow working in this combination (beautiful cerise-pink, warm taupe, subtle purpley-red). And it's a very-fine silk-wool so that I'll be wearing it through many seasons -- I wore it "to town" (as we islanders say, hick-like) yesterday despite temps in the mid-to-high 20s, and was quite comfy.
Besides the scarf, I'm wearing the jeans with a jersey sleeveless tunic I love -- it has a pocket that flaps over the hem (you can just see it by my right hand) -- a fun detail. I threw on some earrings that aren't showing up here, a bracelet cuff I bought with Duchesse in Toronto last summer, and, of course, my leopard-print ballet flats which have become the go-to shoe this summer.
So can I close with a bad pun? Orange you gonna try the boyfriend jean? (don't worry, my orange week is almost up, altho' I have one more post for you -- relax, Girlcook, it's coming . . . )