It’s the second day of my commitment to don my most festive duds until New Year’s Day. The interviewing part has already produced a casualty in the form of a too big and too scratchy black skirt with silver threads running throughout. To donation it goes!
Wednesday, I chose a bright red jacket purchased during my first trip to Paris for my 40th birthday in 2007.
My husband detests shopping and waited, arms crossed, on the sidewalk outside Caroll on rue de Rivoli while I frantically tried on jackets and coats. Tops, skirts and the like would take too long. He was waiting and we had monuments to see, escargot to eat and Burgundy wine to drink.
In record time, I found two jackets: a black Chanel-esque jacket that I wore recently and this red jacket.
On the agenda for Wednesday was visiting a dear senior client of mine to chat and deliver some sweets, a trip to the library and the market and finishing the very, very last of my holiday shopping.
I started with a base outfit of a black pencil skirt, black sweetheart neckline long sleeved top, the red Paris jacket and black pumps.
Feeling daring, I whipped out a new pair of boldly patterned stockings, something I never wear, and a red and leopard print handbag, also purchased in Paris.
Although I like the pattern of these stockings, they aren’t very flattering on my shapeless, skinny calves. Maybe I should try a horizontal stripe? I kid!
After seeing these photos, I decided the stockings and bag were too much for what I had going on Wednesday. I toned it down by ditching the stockings altogether and carrying my old standby handbag, a vintage Salvatore Ferragamo.
Of course, I can wear this jacket year round, But I don’t.
There is something about this bright red shade that makes me uncomfortable. I’ve recently discovered that wearing loud colors is not easy for me (remember the hot pink trench?).
Like most things I have issues with, it stems from my teen years. I was a very tall teenager; nearly 6 feet tall at 14 years old. I was told that women with height should make an effort not to stand out too much by wearing lots of neutrals and no patterns.
At 44 years old, it’s time to offload this and other outdated notions to which I subscribe and learn to feel comfortable standing out, don’t you think? Sounds like a 2012 New Year’s resolution to me!
Tomorrow, I am interviewing a Kelly green sweater – let’s see if it goes in the donation pile or in a post on the blog – and I’m doing a review of a new mascara.