I'm having one of those moments. Feeling blah. Totally uninspired. A sort of fashion ennui. Nothing looks interesting right now. Summer clothes are making their way to the clearance racks and looking wrinkled, wilted, and picked over. Fall clothes are starting to trickle into stores, and I'm feeling a bit grumpy about it.
First of all, we're only halfway through summer. I'm still enjoying the warm, sticky, ice cream-fueled evenings, the slower pace of life, the lack of anything remotely intelligent on television (so I can binge on Mad Men without guilt). I don't like the idea of being rushed through any season. Let's live in the moment, for just a moment.
Second, the idea of a fall wardrobe is kind of laughable when you live in central Florida. September rolls around and I think mayyyybe I could consider switching from tanks to short-sleeved shirts. Shorts with a 5" inseam instead of 4". Maybe. I'm still excited about fall fashion -- definitely the most exciting fashion season, and I'll devour every page of the September issues, drool over the cozy cashmere sweaters, and dream of leather boots, leather coats, maybe leather pants. But I won't be wearing any of it until January.
So how do I fix this? I have a long, rainy weekend ahead of me, so I'm going to try to get my creative sartorial juices flowing...
Great Fashion Docs
In the past few years, there have been a million great juicy fashion films that offer a tiny a peek inside the ultra-glamorous world of designers and style icons (bonus: most of them are on Netflix!). Bill Cunninham, New York is one of my favorite movies ever -- Bill is a true artist, an absolute gem, and one of the best things about NYC (getting snapped by him is a major bucket list item). The September Issue gives us a look at how the editorial sausage is made. Dior and I and Valentino: The Last Emperor celebrate two fashion geniuses. And I'm dying to see Iris -- fashion should be fun, and Iris is the absolute embodiment of that.
Maybe I'll dig into one of the good dishy books perpetually cluttering my nightstand. Diane von Furstenberg is an icon and a role model, and I've been dying to get my hands on The Woman I Wanted to Be. Somehow I never got around to reading Grace Coddington's memoir, and I know she's quite a character. This book's title definitely caught my attention -- I am great at picking up bad habits. I've never been a major Alexa Chung fan girl, but I think she's had an interesting life -- hopefully those stories made it into her book. And I've had Crystal Renn's memoir on my iPad forever -- in addition to looking completely fucking gorgeous all the time, Crystal has worked hard to help change the fashion industry's definition of beauty.
I am in an endless battle with my closet, my dresser, and all of the other places I'm stuffing clothing these days. It would be smart to take a few hours and try to get things under control. I'm sure I have things ready to move on to their next home, and I've been wanting to try out some resale options other than eBay (Poshmark seems like the current blogger fave -- thoughts?).
A lot of my favorite bloggers have written great posts about wardrobe management -- I love this post from Fran about how to let things go, The Everygirl has a nice collection of basic closet cleanout rules, and The Man Repeller gives closet tough love like the big sister I always wanted.
Or maybe I just need more room! This dresser looks like it would hold a lot (and would look lovely in my bedroom)...
Hoping to snap out of my fashion funk soon. Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?