I recently have developed a current obsession with my older, more mature future self. I don't know why, but I always find myself thinking about how I want to look and act and live when I get older. Yesterday when I was getting my roots bleached, I was flipping through the February issue of W and I fell in love with all the shoes, jewels and bags featured in it. I am not really a fan of watches, but this one I fell in love with and I really do not have a clue as to why:
I think the reason I really, really, really would love to own this watch is because I would like for my children (if I ever have any, a subject I don't really like to think about at the moment) to be able to go through my vanity and play dress up with my expensive jewelery. Just because my grandmother had a treasure trove and chests full of jewelery that I inherited, I want to create my own collection. Same with handbags and shoes!
That gold and black McQueen clutch with the skull clasp took my breath away! I found myself staring at it for minutes on end in the salon as my scalp itched and burned from the intense amount of bleach. Maybe it was the chemicals making me think this way, or maybe I am not as cynical as I thought I was about my future as a mother/grandmother. I've always thought I did not want kids. I am way too selfish to be able to supply little ones with things when I could be purchasing stuff like this for myself!
Another issue with W and Vogue and WAD and all my other fashion inspirations is the fucking price tag. How the hell am I ever going to afford any of this couture and designer shit that I crave so very much? I'm a film major, and I hope I am able to make a career out of it, and a large part of me does not care if I don't make it big at all. But there is that tiny part of me that wants to have the disposable income to play dress up every day. What girl doesn't want that?
I am also working on my current wardrobe. I feel like it's time to clean out my closet and see what it is I actually own and never wear. I buy too many costume-esque items that my closet looks more like the costume collection of a high school drama department. What I want to see more of hanging on my rods and sitting on my shelves are:
1. oxford shoes
2. more clutches
3. unscuffed shoes
4. dark, skinny denim
5. tuxedo pants
7. dresses, dresses, dresses
8. skirts? I'm not really much of a skirt person. I think I own like 5 skirts and only wear 2 of them, maybe only worn those 2 only twice :\
Inspiration (the sartorialist and facehunter):
But of course, my closet is just an array of cluttered used clothing and articles that I have bleached, dyed, or sewn back together. Which, of course, is not a bad thing! I love my clothes, don't get me wrong, but lately I've been really into dark, androgonous clothing that has more structure than the sillhouettes I'm usually seen in.
I also wish my boyfriend would dress like this:
but ya right! He'd never wear anything like that :P