Good Nymphs Gone Bad
Check out this article from New York Mag;
Only last week, woolly, dense sweaters and jackets still seemed appealingly cozy. Now they are unbearably itchy and depressing. Pale colors and tender fabrics that echo Spring’s poetic undertakings (unfurling green leaves, fragile buds, that kind of thing)—these are what should be in the closet, even if it is, really, still too cold to wear them. The pieces here have none of the English-nursery sweetness of past seasons; instead, they’re a little rumpled, a little wrinkled, and look more like they spent a night in the woods than an afternoon drinking tea.
FI: The time for sleek and sophisticated is over. Clothing is turning “rumpled” and wrinkled. Does anyone really want to look like they spent a night in the woods? Personally, I would like to look like I’ve spent an afternoon drinking tea.
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About the Author: Rebecca does not like biographies. They are stupid and she would rather spend her time editing the site. Which she does with great vigor.
In all honesty, I DO enjoy looking rumpled and a bit disheveled every once in a while. It’s that indie kid Cobrasnake appeal. Or it’s the fact that I am an ex-adherent to quasi-Victorian high-necked lace-collared style. Sometimes you just want to break loose. Go out and jump in a mud puddle after you’ve politely drunk tea with your esteemed guests, that sort of thing…
It’s possible to do it in style.
Reply to jealousheI agree completely, but there is a time for it. Sometimes, you just want to climb out of bed and through something on and you don’t care what it looks like. But other times, you need to dress for the occasion, and brush your hair. Dirty is in, but do it with class/style.
Reply to Rebecca Alexander“Dirty is in, but do it with class/style.”
I agree. Messiness can be made to look artful. That’s what I strive for, to be artful no matter how I style myself.
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