At a local nail salon that my sisters and I frequent, one of the ladies that works there has given us nicknames. Mine is “Fashion.” The reason for that might be clear if you are reading this blog, but most people who know me in real life know that this is because I studied fashion design for a few years. (I want to continue studying fashion design, but I am taking the scenic route right now).
A lot of my friends who know this ask me for my opinion on what they are wearing or what they should wear, but I tend to be much more of, to borrow a linguistic term, a descriptivist when it comes to fashion. I don’t like to tell people what to do. Rules like "Thou shalt never match your bag and shoes!" or "Thou shalt never wear black to a wedding!" are just plain silly. Someone somewhere has broken these rules and has done so beautifully.
I have my personal opinions about some rules like this. For instance, I don’t like to match my eye shadow color to my shirt, but I can respect it when someone else can pull it off. In my world, there are only three simple rules of fashion that must be followed.
A lot of my friends who know this ask me for my opinion on what they are wearing or what they should wear, but I tend to be much more of, to borrow a linguistic term, a descriptivist when it comes to fashion. I don’t like to tell people what to do. Rules like "Thou shalt never match your bag and shoes!" or "Thou shalt never wear black to a wedding!" are just plain silly. Someone somewhere has broken these rules and has done so beautifully.
I have my personal opinions about some rules like this. For instance, I don’t like to match my eye shadow color to my shirt, but I can respect it when someone else can pull it off. In my world, there are only three simple rules of fashion that must be followed.