So what am I looking for after all these years? I have no idea. I am inspired by granny dresses made modern with a belt at the narrowest part of the waist. How a seemingly matronly pair of shoes can be brought back to life when paired with electric-hued tights and costume jewelry by the handfuls (and worn a dozen strands at once).
Can you create your own personal style by shopping at the mall? Well, of course you can. That’s what I’ve been doing. My mom uniform (and now my work uniform) consists of off-the-rack ‘finds’ that anyone can duplicate. I guess what I’m saying is that I want to branch out – I am tired of putting myself into this little box where my ‘look’ is defined by the mannequins at J. Crew. That person? That woman who relies on the man to tell her what to wear? That person is gone. She (me) is reborn!
That is, naturally, if I can find some gems among the shit at Goodwill. Wish me luck.