Monday, June 11, 2012
Visibly Pondering -- Jeans and Everyday
Could be partly a self-protective response to the way my inner critic starts finding fault with my appearance after having her eye trained by French (especially Parisian) women for a few weeks. Especially when those French women don't have to dress out of said small carry-on.
Could be a niggling sense that we already give far too much power to one sense, allowing visuality and visibility to filter too much of our daily experience. Or a concern that so many of us are contributing to consumerist capitalism even as we claim to critique it -- I've watched too many wardrobe purges by bloggers simplifying their wardrobes and lives by supposedly paring down their materialism, only to then begin re-assembling their closets, brand name by brand name.
Une Femme is not currently feeling the love for What I Wore posts. Her reasons may be completely different than mine (and I'm still not really sure what mine are), but I'll be following closely to see if she articulates them (she always does that so well.
Visible Monday this week. But rather than changing my gear, putting on some makeup, getting my husband to play photographer, yesterday as we were heading out, I realized that I felt good in What I Was Wearing: comfortable, suited to my context (a Neighbourhood Association meeting* on the island, with many of my neighbours likely coming straight from gardening). So I grabbed the camera and took these photos very much in a spirit of "Just as I Am."
It may well be that these Denham jeans I bought in London last year are not the most flattering for my short and solid shape, but I love wearing them. The little Gap fleece moto-style jacket and Gap batik-print T underneath are better for casual 'round-home stuff than they would be in the city. But hey, that's where I'm hanging out these days, either studying an article in my big leather armchair or using a load of laundry as an excuse for a break. The metallic ballet flats I bought in Paris last year -- sold just around the corner from our St. Germain apartment as slippers, so they're brilliant on my feet-- are not nearly as fashionable as their sophisticated (and exponentially more expensive) cousins, the Repetto. No claims or even hopes that this outfit is polished, chic, creative, but it does express something about me and my life this particular June.
Meanwhile, though, if you're still interested in seeing What Bloggers Wore, Patti always pulls a good crowd together over at Visible Monday -- I'll be there . . .
*Our little island's Neighbourhood Association AGM, btw, lasted three hours, despite the best attempts of our president to keep the discussion focused and moving along. It's the first one I've been to in at least eight years, and it might be another eight before I can do it again -- at least I'm racking up some Purgatory credits!!