Dressing up in Barcelona
Anthropologie tortures me. I can never bring myself to actually spend that kind of money on clothing items that aren’t everyday pieces. On the flip side, I’m not one of those girls that can come up with that look by digging through miscellaneous racks at TJMaxx. Maybe I’m just too practical to pick out clothes that can’t be totally mix’n’match and can’t be put into more then one outfit. Will I be found wearing black cigarette jeans at the age of 85? Most likely.
This season’s more traditional look, taking cues from the 20s and 50s, is totally up my alley. I can’t get enough of the dresses that hit at the natural waist, scarves, polka dots, and boiled wool hats. Nothing too short, nothing too revealing, and remembering that a woman’s sexiness can be found in her shape.
I appreciate outfits that make appearing ladylike just that bit more idiotproof. Note the “appear.” I’m not making any guarantees given that while I may look ladylike, my level of frustration on any given day may turn me into a a foul-mouthed sailor.
Then there are the destinations. Each catalog showcases yet another travel destination that I have to add to my must-see list. This season Barcelona has me dreaming of Gaudi and his world of fascinating architecture. If I’m going to spend portions of an evening drooling over catalogs then there might as well be some intellectual content to it.
photo source: Anthropologie