By Megan Murray
I am sitting here in front of the computer having a crisis. It seems that I just realized that I am in my 30’s. Take that back, I just realized what it means to be in your 30’s. See, this time is when you turn a crucial corner. You either become Diane Keaton or Liza Minelli.
You ladies know what I am talking about. Either you say: “ OK I am going to Banana Republic and I am going to buy some classic white shirts and pearls. See, Chico’s isn’t that bad” or “ You know, this sweater could really use more glitter.” Even those of you who claim there is a middle road know it isn’t true. It’s either garden club or Atlantic City.
In my mind, I would like to think I am Annie Hall. I want to be the Jennifer Aniston type of chic casual. I want to wear a great pair of trouser jeans, a crisp white shirt, and some well-made sandals. Perhaps, I would add some kind of equestrian scarf and hoops.
But…we all know how that happens. Suddenly I am wearing a leopard print top, sandals that look like they were crafted by the Phantom of the Operas set designer, and earrings that are calling in intelligent life from Alpha Centauri.
This crisis of style plays out most for me at the cosmetics counter. Again, I chase after the perfect “no make-up look” and I end up wearing MAC Dazzleglass and fake eyelashes.
I hear the chorus of fashion writers telling me “ less is more!” That may be true, but by definitions isn’t more…more? If my soul feels like a star spangled good time, shouldn’t my outside reflect that feeling?
So Painted Ladies I ask you this : Is there a middle ground? What fashion crises are you facing after the high gloss of your twenties wears off?