Finding myself surrounded by UFO’s (Un-Finished Objects), I have been diligently working on reducing the pile. The altered book has been set aside for another day. The bridesmaid jewelry that I made for a friend’s daughter’s wedding gift has been delivered. Today the clothes that I sewed and crocheted for La Nieta were entrusted to a friend who is leaving tomorrow for NOB. Maybe La Primera will send me photos of her modeling them?
Speaking of modeling,I bought some new clothes. Now, that was an adventure. Not the sort of heartwarming Hallmark movie adventure that ends with everyone smiling either. My personal dress style has devolved into a very casual poorly fitting nondescript version of my former self. I need a style intervention. Someone should send my name into one of those shows where they do fashion make overs. They could title it Expat shouldn’t mean looking dowdy or S.O.B. means south of the border not sloppy overweight broad.
I have bought 3 new tops in as many days, it isn’t like I haven’t tried on a lot of clothes. Unfortunately, if I like it, it’s only available in unitalla. Unitalla is Spanish for “There is no way that this item will fit you and if you can manage to cram yourself into it, there are no words to describe how unattractive this really cute outfit will look on you.” If it’s available in my size it looks like someone’s grandmother would wear it to a soiree. My mother who is in her 80’s and lives 20 minutes from the nearest town looks more stylish.
In desperation, I took to the web, I love Anthropologie, sigh, what is it with clothes? I found a top I liked a lot, it was only $148, when I spend $148 on a top it’s pesos not dollars! At this rate it may be cheaper to fly NOB to shop at the thrift stores. My only hope is to buy some nice tees and jazz them up. Or start sewing my own clothes again.Before doing that I have to figure out what my style is or rather what I want my style to be and just start sewing. I don’t want a lot of clothes because I am still losing weight. Joanna took some photos yesterday and published them on her blog, I am the plump one wearing turquoise and squinting. I know that Joanna always takes photos where ever she goes
like a good blogger does so why can’t I ever remember to dress appropriately and wear a bit of lipstick?
I’m thinking that I need to go to the Sears, Chappur and Liverpool and try on clothes with a friend. Take notes and figure this fashion thing out. I used to have style, it wasn’t that long ago, I am sure that I can have it again.