There is no way for Michelle Obama to win. This beautiful, sophisticated, intelligent woman’s every move is judged and written about at every turn. That in itself is expected by the position she is in. But to be attacked for such petty things makes my heart sick.
Now the same people who wrote that she spends too much money for clothes are now complaining about her wearing the same thing more than once. My goodness people you can’t have it both ways. Either she should spend like a wild woman or she should wear what she wants when she wants without being criticized at ever turn.
I feel deeply that this has less to do with her fashion sense than it has to do with the fact that she is the first lady and she is Black. Get the heck over it!!
Archive for April, 2009
Women often stand in front of their closets and state they have nothing to wear. But the worst mistakes they can make are the following five fashion faux pas. The first one is so common and really so uncalled for that I wonder why it still happens. Visible Panty Lines, or VPL, yes the old “look everyone I have on panties.” Why women feel this is necessary to share with the rest of the world I don’t know. This can easily be fixed. Fashion experts feel that thongs are the answer to this but for those of us who feel uncomfortable with a string in places we would rather not think of, there are now full panties that do not show a line. Go one step further and remember that to wear white pants with anything else but flesh colored undies, the effect of thongs or no pantyline panties is lost.
I personally don’t think that everything the experts say is gospel so this is one I have mixed feelings about. When I was growing up no well groomed lady would leave her house for special occasions without hose. Now going bare leged is in vogue especially with peep toe shoes. I thought hose with no seam line on the toes or heels was invented for this. Ladies go with the crowd or be thought behind the times. But let me say I have seen toes that even when they had a pedicure were better covered.
Ill fitting clothes have no place in any woman’s closet. But most of us have tried to get a few more wearings out of that favorite outfit that just doesn’t fit anymore. Well, either give it away or skip some meals until it fits again. Large women try to hide in too much fabric. No, this does not work! It just draws attention to what you are trying to hide
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Oh how I wish I could take the credit for the above statement but alas I can’t. Kenneth Jay Lane, the living legend of faux or junke jewelry, said it first.
Ahead of his time but always in style, he is leading the fashion parade that all the designers are now in step with. Pilling on the colorful and here’s where the word “chunky” doesn’t hurt with necklaces and bracelets in numbers that would stagger most women.
The necklaces are long and multi layered and so colorful to wear with clothes that it would make a peacock hide his head in shame. Go wild! Be adventuresome! Have fun this summer because who knows when the fashion tide will change and we will be back in Dullsville.
Growing up in the south, there were rules and traditions that governed our lives. They gave structure and a feeling of safety and warmth. Easter was and still is the announcement of the coming of spring. Even as a child in the South, we knew that Easter was more than chocolate bunnies and new outfits.
Churches and Sunday schools taught about the real meaning of Easter. It’s about the death of Christ for the salvation of us all. I can remember Palm Sunday and getting the cross made of vegetation that we wore. I am not sure the children of today know what that means.
We also had the tradition of a big family dinner. Baked ham with the skin scored into blocks. Aromatic sticks of clove stuck into each area. Then the whole thing covered in brown sugar and mustard, cooked to a golden brown. Next there were the green beans cooked with bacon. Yes, by today’s standards they were cooked too long and too high in cholesterol. But these greasy boys were so good. Kids did not object to veggies then. Next was the great big bowl of potato salad. Boiled potatoes, boiled eggs, sweet pickles, mayo (not salad dressing), mustard, and celery mixed and seasoned oh so well that just a taste would make you shiver. Food in the south is love and any chance to show love and receive it tightens the family bond. Last was the dessert. My mom slaved over the stove and made one of my favorites. Coconut cake with seven minute white frosting. My taste buds went into overtime with every bite. A visit from or to friends finished off the day.
Another tradition was the after Easter sales. Off I would go with my mom to see what things we could get at half price.
I remember one Monday I got all dressed up in my Easter finery. A frilly pastel dress, shinny black patent leather shoes, and oh yes there was my brand new straw Easter bonnet. It was bedecked with flowers and bows. While getting off the bus I felt a great big breeze. Off went my new hat. As I turn to run after it my heart sank. My beautiful hat was crushed under the wheels of the bus.
Were there other great Easter memories? Yes, I am sure there are. But even now being the Diva of Fashion that I am, my heart still sinks at the thought of my beautiful Easter hat.