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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Style

The goth girl at the supermarket check-out complemented my skirt and my bag. Last time I wore that skirt, a white-haired lady in a quilted vest came up to me on the street and asked about it. Said she loved it. One time last year a jeans-and-sweatshirt mom at the gas station noticed it and asked how it was made. I bought it at "Handy Ups and Downs" about ten years ago.
I like to shop at Goodwill and consignment shops. A lot of my clothes also come from street markets in Pattaya and Bangkok, Delhi and Anjuna, Tibetan markets in the Himalayas and the US, Otavalo and Amazonas, Schwartzwald, the New Castle weekend market.When I was growing up, like many other overseas workers we got the Sears catalog by boat, and my grandparents would order something vaguely fashionable. I still remember the purple jeans I wore in sixth grade. Or we got the tailor to copy the picture in my size.
Basically, I dress hippie. As my sense of self has developed over the years, so has my sense of style, and my confidence to wear something that doesn't necessarily fit current "fashion trends" or acceptable "professional attire" but makes me feel good. So I end up with an outfit that pleases both a goth teenager and a crafty grandmother. I have developed many significant conversations in the check out line at Joann Fabrics.
I don't enjoy shopping at Kohl's, with racks and racks of the same fashion statement in different sizes. How are you supposed to develop your self ?

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