Hello ! I thought I would wear something fun and sassy now that I am OLD. Age is just a number, right? I am wearing a lavender tulle skirt, with crinoline, and rhinestones at the waist. I messed with the formula, big time. I added a menswear pinstripe, by way of a cropped top, and burgundy oxfords. A pastel necktie ? Yup, she did.
Something wonderful happens as you get older. Rules that you thought were fixed are suddenly more fluid. Priorities shift to what matters in a more meaningful way. Sure the outside gets less shiny, but the mind's eye gets sharper. Beauty unfolds before you in the most unexpected ways. Or maybe older people are just keener to see it.
I love wearing tulle. The fine netting has a rough texture that keeps its shape. A tulle skirt is such fun; a tulle skirt proclaims your femininity. Tulle is not just for tutu's anymore. I adore a tulle gown. But tulle can be paired with leather, a simple white tee, a plaid jacket, a furry sweater in a bold hue. I chose my knit cropped top for comfort and the contrasting vibe of menswear.
My vintage Chanel necklace was my mother's. The satin necktie is just a sash from a robe, a stunning one with ankle length night-gown that was part of my wedding trousseau. Is that still a custom that is practiced? Boy, am I ever showing my age. Again, I am tossing in irony, a plumy lavender night-gown sash ( major GIRL) as a necktie. My shoes have a masculine edge and just enough height.
There is so much activity in my neighborhood! A wonderful thing, except when trying to get discreet photos for a blog. You would be amazed how courteous people are, though, when they notice someone is getting photos taken. They will wait patiently, but I let them go ahead and give a sincere thank you. Hubby took these as we made our way to dinner, a block away. I am still learning how to edit, your patience is appreciated. At least I can write...
I cropped out the top right section of photo #2. I love the glass fixtures, the mix opacities, the red glass with the golden light shining though. How delicate are the beaded, milky glass beads? This shot was taken in front of a store called Elite Home. I always peek in when I walk by. So much luminescence; light bent and branching out in so many different directions and hues. I digress, but I do not apologize.
I added a filter or two, to give this photo some character. I added some erosion. It looks so different, not as pretty, but the flaws, the shadows, the traces of deterioration add something, rather than take away. Luminescence verses erosion; its a lot like aging. Both can be visually true at the same time, and one does not negate the other. At least not yet. Are you following my aging metaphor ?
I am skipping the outfit details this time. I am not linking out to other pages. I want your focus here, and I just do not feel like it. I am only representing myself here, although I hope I inspire a smile or two. ( I am also quite certain that you intelligent ladies know where to find a tulle skirt!) I have grown and battled and stretched and learned. At 57, or 5&7, as I like to say.. I am nobody's tool.
A photo of the bits.
Happy Mid Week. Sending light and celebration your way. ( yup, I am milking this birthday!) ;) Cheers, Elle