On Sunday, the sun was shining, “born in the wrong era” was the prompt for#StyleMeApril, and I had a vintage 1950s day dress from Treasure Trove Vintage that I was DYING to wear. Talk about the stars alining: it was THE perfect dress to wear to the Rochester Blogger Network Blogger Brunch at Hogan’s.
Ladies, I have to share this with you: walking down Park Ave in this dress I got more catcalls than I’ve ever received in my life. Granted it was the first beautiful spring SundayFunday… but college boys were hanging out of their cars, heads were turning, horns were honking, and one or two guys yelled “You’re beautiful!”
Some girls would be offended by whistling and honking, but I was flattered.
Why am I sharing this? Because it shows that a dressed up woman is still a novelty. (Not to mention it did wonders for this thirty-something, minivan-driving mamas’s ego…) My personal vanity aside, the attention is proof that women don’t wear dresses enough, nothing beats a feminine silhouette, and sex might sell, but (to quote Usher) guys still want a “lady in the street.” So take note…
One of the things I love about fashion right now is that anything goes. I’ve always loved to play dress up; I was thrifting and buying up vintage pieces long before it was in vogue. I love that the current climate not only allows, but encourages creative expression. I can dress like Donna Reed one day and Daisy Buchanan the next. I can unleash my inner flower child, channel Betty Draper, and then rock out with my grunge out a la Angela Chase. Today’s hipster may be yesterday’s weird, but all I know is that it’s a great time to feel like you were “born in the wrong era.” You can wear what you want, how you want, and rock a wardrobe as schizophrenic as Rochester’s weather.
Eccentric is the new cool… haven’t you heard?