But yesterday I was. Yes yesterday but I haven't had time until today. So long story short we have cable right now. We aren't supposed to but Peter got this cord from somewhere and plugged it in and now we have it. Since we aren't paying for it I have no idea why or how long it will last so we'll see. As for now I am really enjoying it. I was channeling surfing yesterday and came across the show Extreme Makeover. I usually dont care for the show very much but since they were makeing over a hippy chick who I thought already looked pretty cute I decided to watch it.
It made me so mad. The guy and girl who do it were so rude and were so I don't know what the word is but they are not living in the real world thats for sure. They totally dissed her and who she was as a person and made her look cute but not herself. I guess thats the point of a makeover but I personally like the way she looked before the makeover. I am a little bias though being a hippy chick myself. The girl was a yoga instructor and lived in comfy yoga clothe which I think is so cute and even flattering.
Anyway. Why am I telling you this. Watching the show made me think about my own fashion journey. I remember in 4th grade argueing with my mom every single morning because of the outfits she wanted me to where. Everything had to match. Purple flowered dress with purple tights. Yuck. In 8th grade me and my BFF Andi would go shopping at thrift stores almost every weekend and buy some trendy clothing but lots of fun funky stuff as well. We were trend setters. In our school anyway. Thats the point where I really started to love fashion. I made my own goal of trying to wear a different outfit every day and doing my hair a different way every day. It was so fun. In high school I was trendy for sure. I wore what was cool and "in" at the time but still had my own little twist. I took a fashion design class in school and wanted to be a fashion merchandiser. My dream was to live in NYC with Andi and be a big shot in the fashion world. Oh yea I even took a modeling class in 10th grade and wanted to be a runway model but figured since after the class no one called me that I wasn't model material.
Then in college (community college) I started taking the hippy route. I had met Peter and we both said we've always wanted to be hippys and loved that style. I started not being so afraid of what people thought of me and just wearing what I liked. I have continued to not care especially now that Im a mama. I want to be comfy and practical. I do still take care of myself and look in the mirror before I leave the house and pick out clothing I like and that is flattering but its not always very fashiony. Simple. Ecclectic maybe. A little of this a little of that. I do like a lot of the trendy styles but I can't afford it. I only own one pair of heels which I haven't worn in atleast 2 years. Dresses I own but if ya can't nurse in it I don't wear it. Stockings no way. Im actually starting to not like jeans as much. They are too binding. Give me comfy linen pants or my gouchos and Im good to go. Tshirts and cardigans are a must. Lots of layers. I guess jewelry would be where I dress it up a bit. I loooovveeee jewelery. I keep my rings and hemp bracelets on all the time. Peter doesn't know how I can stand all that stuff on me.
My favorite thing in the world to do is go to a thrift store and find that one of a kind item that just screams ME. Ya know what I mean? You just have to get it no matter what the price which is cheap since you are at the thrift and if someone saw it they would know it was mine.
I would love to know what the fashion goo roos think of my style. I wear what I like and like what I wear and thats all that matters.
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