Happy St. Patrick's Day!
I have been expending all of my grey matter on book revisions, so this post will be less than coherent I suspect! Head over to A Well Styled Life (she's on the list on the right) for a great discussion of invisibility in older women.
I thought of Jennifer again this morning, when I dug out my old Basler peacock blazer. I have always sort of loved it, and sort of not. But there is green in it and for some reason I wanted to dress up a little today and to be honest, I was contemplating consigning it.
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I never could decide if I loved this or not after I bought it. Nor could I decide if I truly felt comfortable in it, despite its lovely pedigree.
I put it on this morning with a wowza scarf that I love, and I am still back and forth at the end of the day.
I love the print, but I always felt a little over the top in it, like it was a bit too much. I can't tell if that is some WASP tendencies emerging as I age or not. There is the fear, as one ages, which Jennifer touches on very well, of slipping into the "oh isn't she cute wearing those bright colours" camp. So all day, as I have passed myself in front of mirrors, I have asked myself this question. Now, as I near dinner time, I am no closer to an answer, which I guess is kind of an answer, isn't it? Plus the blazer is 4 years old and a wee tight. I have been heartless about tight things in the purge (AKA Wendy's version of the red wedding), but the price of this and the not being sure, kept me putting it back in the closet.
So I turn to you all, since you are unbiased voices, given you a) did not pay for it b) don't particularly care if I've gained 15 pounds and c) probably have strong opinions about a peacock blazer.
Fire away. All opinions gratefully accepted so long as they given with a dose of kindness and fun!
Oh and p.s. Happy St. Patrick's Day. I do not believe I am Irish, but then, I have been surprised before!