2. Shop at thrift stores!
3. Target has some cute clothes!
My mom is one of those hippy-turned-suburban working moms who isn’t “materialistic” (her word, not mine) enough to care about fashion or rich enough to buy all of her clothes at Guess and Ralph Lauren, but is just professional (elementary school teacher) enough to need to look presentable on a daily basis. Enter Target. See, when I shop at Target, I mainly only buy socks, or cheap shoes, and never really venture into the “real clothing” section. Yet somehow, when I’m shopping in MC (mom’s closet), suddenly all the dresses and blouses I had scoffed at earlier in the store jump out at me and they instantly look cuter. On her, they look even better. Again: even when she’s not wearing them my mom makes Target clothes look cute… Whaaaaa?
4. Sometimes, style takes work:
A few years after my mom dragged me shopping all the time, my best friend Kate and I started dragging my mom shopping all the time. Prom dresses, jeans, back-to-school clothes,you name it, we made her come to the mall with us to get it. We would always squeeze the three of us (sometimes more if she had to bring my little sister or brother along.. those were fun days) into one changing room, and try everything on while she critiqued, re-hung clothes, grabbed different sizes, and complained about prices (poor, poor mom). Every so often she would pull one of these little gems of an expression, like “you look poured into those jeans,” (meaning they were too tight). Regardless, even after being in the same dressing room for 4+ hours, my mom was a pretty good sport, and helped me understand that, no matter how much I hate shopping, sometimes style takes work (especially when trying on swimsuits, ugh.)
5. Always be yourself:
My mom was so happy that I wore converse to my high school graduation, I swear to god she almost cried. “It’s just so YOU!” she kept saying over and over and over…and over again. [Side note: a couple of years later when my mom was helping me move into a new apartment, she was apparently appalled by the number of shoes I had. At one point, I clearly remember her yelling “MY DAUGHTER, the daughter I RAISED, has this many shoes??!” from the bottom of the 4 flights of stairs up which she was trying to lug my shoe collection. When I reminded her that probably 75% of them were sneakers, and only 2 pairs of them were heels, she still didn’t seem too convinced of their value (although that may have had something to do with the fact that she was carrying them up stairs).] Even if it consists of mainly t-shirts and jeans, or target dresses and clogs, my mom has maintained her own personal style and always manages to call me on it when I’m wearing something that just isn’t me. With the help of my mom, I’ve realized that my own style isn’t as much about “fashion” or wearing whatever expensive designers are “in” right now, but more about wearing what I feel comfortable in, gives me confidence, and complements my best features.
So, Mom, happy Mother’s Day, and thank you for teaching me about style!! I know you don’t always agree with my fashion choices, and many times I just straight-up ignore your advice, but when it comes down to it, I respect your opinion, and will always keep these five things (and more!) in mind. I also know, that, come time for me to be shopping for a way-too-expensive white dress that I will only be wearing one time (a big no-no under my mom’s rules), I will want you there with me in the dressing room for 5+ hours, and that I would never buy a wedding dress that you wouldn’t approve of (although, I’m just gonna break the news now– I will not be walking down the aisle in Target. Sorry). There are also many other, way more important things that you have taught me, but I figured that, if I could write this much about what you’ve taught be about style, probably no one would ever want to read the amount you have taught me about anything else. Love you, mom!
|Mom and me like.. 3 or 4 years ago??|