Dress and Emotion

Ever really thought about why you dress the way you do? When you stand in front of the mirror each morning, are you reaching for a uniform? For the stars? Do you need to fit in or wish to stand out? We are all consciously trying to make an impression. Do you choose to provoke, inspire or are you just trying to keep your job?

To aid your pondering, stop by this exhibition if you can and meet its stars: the outliers. They’ll put a feather in your bonnet, a stripe in your stocking and a brooch in your wig–even if you have to hide it under a corporate cap! For all exhibition details and to browse some opening night photos of some fabulous peacocks I befriended, and their rumination on how we dress,Β click here

Parsonsrti1On my way in,Β I found this lady in the other room. Wish I could have stayed longer to chat but there was wine next door…IMG_0111


  1. The free wine will do it every time Jackie! ~Elle

  2. Red polka dots–I love it!

  3. πŸ™‚ Very interesting article, Jackie!
    Yup, it’s scary how we often want to look alike, yet at other times we want to stand out completely. I guess it depends on what we’re doing and where we’re going. AND: how we were brought up. I’m 50+, so when I was young there were rules we were supposed to stick to and it takes time and a lifetime of experience to change.
    I go for color if I want to pop out. But you knew that, right?
    I wish I could go and see the exhibition…
    Many hugs from cold Vienna xo πŸ™‚

  4. haha- yes! Wine is always calling- πŸ™‚ And yes- I often find that I really feel my spirits soaring when I’m in my favorite pieces. I rarely wear black, especially after having to wear it as part of a uniform in the past. No more uniform now means FREEDOM in my fashion :)!

  5. I appreciate this comment from Shane O’Neill: ” But even when I’m not serving my professional interests, there are days when I just don’t want to be noticed …” Even though I tend to dress in black and grays (really don’t know how that happened but since I still have a day job, it makes getting dressed in the morning so much easier), my hair is another matter. You may recall from my blog that there’s pink in my gray/white hair, but now there’s also green and blue. If I put my hair up and let the ends fly, I do look like a peacock πŸ˜‰ Going back to O’Neill’s comment, though, as much as I love my hair, there are days when I wish it wasn’t noticed, when I could go the ladies room without a fuss being made of my hair. (High compliments to my hair stylist. I’m a walking advertisement for her.)

    I’m musing now, recalling my youth and my own interest in fashion when I was in high school. The benefit of being relatively poor was it was cheaper to make my own dresses and shirts than to buy them. I was told once that I was the first girl in our high school to wear a halter top, and it was one that I made myself. It wasn’t hard to stand out, though. We were all children of farmers or grocers or discount store clerks. Wealth was relative. I have a fond memory of a loose blouse with cap sleeves that I made out of discarded gold-colored curtains. My mother hated it. It was my favorite blouse and I loved to wear it with jeans and sandals.

    I think my “zest” for fashion was slowly tempered over time, mainly by the need for regular work, to fit in and not “threaten” anyone. When we moved to the very conservative southern US, it was finally dealt a death blow. Some might say that I still show style, that even my black ensembles suggest individuality (black lace over black lace over black lace), but it all pales compared to what I enjoyed and explored when I was much much younger. Thanks for this, Jackie. You provoke good memories πŸ™‚

  6. OH it sounds like you were a real style queen, whatever your circumstances! I love to hear that. Curtains should always be reexamined πŸ™‚ Even Scarlet O’Hara made a dress out of them πŸ™‚
    Your dreamy hair is still keeping it real.
    I notice even as a fashion instructor in this fashion capital of NYC, faculty are dressed much less individually or inspiring even than the faculty behind my London education. Of course, there are always the diehard black addicts even then. But an artistic sampling of color and pattern is fun to be around as a student/
    On a similar note, we saw a screening of Pretty In Pick this week in the theatre with bonus alternative ending stuff and I remember how that film was so inspiring to me as a 15 year old. But I don’t see many Andi and Duckies these days. Shame.
    Thanks for sharing stories from your Style File with me. X

  7. So, my fashion friend, what feathers did you dress in? Were you an “outlier” at this opening? I hope so!
    PS. I have a tendency towards color — which makes in a minor “outlier” here in NYC. πŸ˜‰

    • That certainly qualifies, Dievca!
      I was wearing a leather dress but to be honest, it was a spur of the moment decision to go so I hadn’t given due thought to my look. I would say I was more of a voyeur than an outlier that evening. Especially given the competition! x

      • Voyeurism is good! I will be trying to get over to Pratt to see the exhibition, just like I would like to stop by FIT for the fairytales and denim…Bryant Park today for a Gay Boy skating event, 1st.

  8. Sounds like a fun way to spend a Sunday! Btw exhibition is at Parsons. Have a lovely day x

  9. I’ve been thinking about this too..I reckon we’re all still tribal with the odd flash of divergent… xxx

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