People Watching and Public Fashion Shows

Meandering through life is an interesting approach.  People watching is amusing. A fashion show of sorts strolling past in all shapes and sizes.  Is it obvious to you that mirrors have become passé?  I marvel at those who must dress in the dark or have run out of options and mix stripes with plaids that don’t have the faintest chance of passing for eclectic.  The socks and sandals phenomenon tickles me not.  I don’t get it; whether heavy wool socks with Birkenstock sandals or white or black socks with what we fondly called shower shoes back when I was a kid.  I’m also amused at the ones who only comb the front of the mane.  It becomes easy to identify people who either don’t shower in the morning or took a hot griddle to the back of their head to rapidly dry and style in one burning moment.

I’m not complaining, only musing.  I learn fashion style and fashion faux pas through keen observation.  The danger you may have discovered is shopping therapy resulting from a “must have” combination I observe.  Acquisition envy threatens to punish unless I comply.  I’m a victim of circumstances beyond my control.  I am beginning to believe that Pavlov is alive and well and I’m responding to the 21^st century version of the training bell.  It’s the ring of the cash register as I hungrily watch as the sales associate folds my newest purchases into the large bag that will temporarily assuage my addiction.

I wish there was a free garment storage option or a passive identification tag (I think they were called RFID tags) that would enable me to catalog my wardrobe, accessories and shoes!  I lose track of what I own and scurry about to find an outfit only to discover I have too many of one color (can a woman ever have too many of anything?).  One outcome deriving from my new life is the realization that women are born to shop.  We are acquirers of exterior decorative appliances – fancy schmancy huh!

I think there’s an invention in there somewhere if I could remember what I was talking about a moment ago.  I hate when that happens!  Distractions haunt me like yesterday’s heavy meal, repeating and reminding at the most inopportune times. 

I think it’s time to surf one of my favorite websites.  The recently announced sale and free shipping beckons. What’s a girl to do?  I am fulfilling my destiny.  Would you be able to resist?

Have a fulfilling day and don’t worry about what anyone says.  I look forward to checking out your new wardrobe.  I love getting ideas from your creations.

Love and hugs, Nikki DeCaro