The search continues. I’m getting closer.
I won’t be wearing this, pretty though I find it.
My photo does the dress a slight disservice, as I had no one around to finish zipping me up, but even fully closed this dress is not the right silhouette for me. I’m not showing you the side view, but trust me. This long-waisted, narrow-hipped late-middle-age woman feels no particular need to showcase her abdomen. If you are short-waisted, or narrow-shouldered and more pear-shaped, could be beautiful. It’s on sale for 50% off at Moda Operandi right now, in one size. The lining is silk, the outer layer polyester. Quite floaty, for the right person. A tad demure for me.
It’s already on the way back.
Now this outfit, by Christopher John Rogers whom I adore and everyone else does too, I loved. I felt like myself, generally. But I did not feel specifically as I imagine I will feel walking my daughter down the aisle. Pink silk satin cargo pants cannot help but poke some fun at the occasion, and I have less than zero interest in mockery, or anything less than joyful wonder at the event.
But how fun.
Shirt is striped cotton and pink silk and I don’t know what-all terra cotta. Reminds me of my mother, who often wore stripes. Pants are a size too large, but come on. So cool. So effortless, for me. So luxurious and nonchalant, in my conceptual landscape of being. How’s that for intellectualizing I Quite Like It?
I’m considering keeping Mr. Rogers to wear at some unspecified date. I suspect that date will never come, and yet I also suspect I might yearn for it every time I open my closet. To be determined. I might add an ivory tank top under and wear the shirt open, in that mythical as yet unclear moment when it all felt right.
Shoes in both outfits are the platinum suede, crystal-toed Jimmy Choos I wore to my own wedding 11 years ago now. I might wear pearl earrings in both cases, to wholly different effects.
The search continues, for something elegant-adjacent, pretty, comfortable–a tiny bit shiny with a loving edge.
Have an excellent weekend!
P.S. I tied up my shoe closet subsequently. Writing a blog is so useful for so many lessons.
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