I have a mommy uniform. It suits me (no pun intended) to have a standard issue outfit that I wear that is practical, comfortable, and utilitarian. Birkenstocks. Shorts. Tank. My love for fashion persists, but my personal style waxes and wanes based upon, most frequently, if I want to spend money on clothes. Usually I want to but don’t need to. And when I need to, I frequent Target and the sale racks of any of my favorite department stores.
You can imagine my surprise when I walk into the library (my favorite place to visit in any city) to see a woman with a similar style as mine. I was admiring her top, when she turned and complemented my own outfit. I use this term quite loosely as I never consider my clothes outfits. Then she asked if I got it at some store nearby that is a designer shop, as that was where she bought hers. Nope, I told her. Target. She was surprised (apparently she doesn’t shop there frequently) then she mentioned that the store she visits has great sales I should check out. Noted.
Then she complemented my necklace. Etsy? she asked. Nope. Tiffany. This particular necklace was a gift from my sister and brother-in-law and I pretty much wear it daily. It is my initial and I love it.
I love the juxtaposition of mixing things that one wouldn’t normally think go together, yet still, very much go together because I’m the one that decides they do. Like in interior design (not that I know much about it) but I’m not one for a house full of antiques or vintage or mid-century modern. I like a little bit of everything, all smushed together. I like the unexpected.