So here's District of Chic showing us How It's Done.
|It doesn't hurt that there are two Hermès bangles in the mix. Or that she's carrying a Chanel flap.|
Therefore, I'm absolutely in love with the stuff I've seen coming out for fall. I had to dig around a bit on line to find it, since the stylists for the catalogs are doing their bewildering best to cobble together outfits that look like the sort of thing I'd throw on if my house were on fire, and J. Crew, I'm looking at you.
|Here's a thought: don't. Unless you really, really want to look like a fashion blogger.|
And don't think I'm not aware of your lapses in that respect, NORDSTROM. Blame your catalog stylists for the fact that I went to the Anniversary Sale on the first day ... and didn't buy anything but makeup.
Anyway, I'm in love with the longer lengths I've been seeing for fall. Ditto the paucity of platform shoes, which have started to look really dated even to me--and I cling to my favorite styles like a terrier with a bone. I'm pleased to see that waistlines appear to have headed south from the supposedly-flattering empire waist that has bedeviled me (and my Balcony) for the past several years. And I love the peplums. Although these are not great for those of us with Hips. However, they are helpful for those of us who have developed Elephant Ass, adding much-needed fullness to our meager side view.
Not to toot my own horn ad nauseum, but you can see the stuff I've been admiring on my Pinterest board.
|I mean, honestly--what's not to love?|
Meanwhile, I'm sort of on a spending moratorium until I have time to hit the stores and check this stuff out in person.
In parting, I'd like to wish you all a wonderful weekend, as we wind our way into August and the end of summer. Get outside, eat watermelon, have a drink or two on the porch, find a large body of water and gaze at it. And you'll never guess what I'm doing this weekend, so I'll tell you. I'm dragging Mr. Buxom to a dance studio in Chicago to learn Balboa swing dancing. Check it out:
I mean, seriously. Look at those shoes. How could I not want to do this?