You Can't Argue With Taste

Two things in store for my lovely readers today: an outfit (tried colorblocking again) and an opinion! Let's start with my 'fit. Take note of my experimental two tone lips: pink op top and orange on the bottom! Still relatively wearable, no? I'm not entirely convinced this colorblocking trend will ever really be my thing, but when I pulled out this dress I wanted to go for a very summery look so pairing it with lots of colors seemed obvious. Besides, keeping the colorblocking subtle in my accessories and make up makes it a lot less "OH HAI LOOK AT ME I'M A BOX OF CRAYONS".

dress: T2 vintage

shoes: Sacha

necklace: Pimkie

nails: red-Hema, orange-Catrice, yellow: H&M, green-Catrice, blue-H&M

Now, for the opinion.

I think some of you might remember my post about the "hate comment" I got a little while ago? Now don't worry, this isn't one of those "I'm so sad please tell me I'm amazing" posts, bare with me! The girl that left me that comment sent me an email too a few days later in response of the post I dedicated to the "incident" to tell me she didn't mean to hurt me in any way and was just trying to set me on the right fashion track. According to her I still had a lot of growing up to do, stylewise, and I needed to get a grip on real style instead of fluttering about and trying so hard. She wasn't that specific on what she meant with that real style, but the thing that got me thinking when reading her email was her comment about trying to help me along on the way to finding what flattered me. 

Let's be clear here: my post is NOT about hate comments or anything like that. Please keep reading!

I have been blogging about fashion for almost two years now and I have considered myself to be "into fashion" for almost as long as I can remember. When I was younger and more of a rookie to both fashion and life in general, I never blinked an eye at all the make-over programs on TV. I was an avid Trinny and Susannah fan, shaking my head at every fashion faux-pas that passed my allknowing glance. That top with that skirt? HELLZ to the no. Wearing a crop top when you're an apple shape? GURL plz find a mirror nao.

I was clueless.

Let me get to my point: I have grown into style existentialism. What is style anyway? How could anyone tell another person they look like crap when fashion is fickle as a 15 year old's lovelife? As we all know, c/o Heidi Klum, in fashion, one day you're in, next day you're out. So where does someone get the authority to decide what works and what doesn't? How do we reach a societal consensus on what is acceptable, and what isn't? 

It might be possible to create some sort of objective standard. One might for example use "would my non-fashionisto neighbour think I was bonkers if he saw me wearing this in the street?" as a measuring device. However, where does that leave style icons like Kate Moss, or even our pretty preachers Trinny and Susannah? I'm rather sure most "normal" people wouldn't be too sold on these outfits.

OK sure, neither am I, but that was a few years ago and that boho fashion was totally hip back then so she probably had the bulk of the in crowd cooing over her footwear. 

Get my point? What is considered fun and fashionable, or even FLATTERING one day by one person, will be written off as ridiculous and fug by another person another day, or in some cases even the same person the same day, depending on the judged subject. And even if I would admit to some universal notion of "flatteringness" (not a word, I know): why is it our number one commandment as women to look our best at any given time? Why do we NEED to dress to flatter our shapes? Surely, there are times when a woman's priority lies elsewhere than in the field of being sexy or attractive? Telling people they should look their best ANYTIME, regardless of their own views on life, just makes no sense at all and basically makes you a style nazi on a good day and a supporter of male chauvinism if I have my feminism hat on.

What I'm getting at is: unless you stick to Jennifer Aniston's fashion 101 (only rule: don't wear color, print, sleeves or anything that doesn't show of your hot bod) you will probably be an assault on some people's eyes. After all, fashion makes no fucking sense at all. Style is completely subjective, and I refuse to be limited in my freedom to dress however I want by random rules that don't have any authority whatsoever and will probably be different next week anyway.

Unless someone would actively seek me out to ask my advice on something fashion/style-related, I will not force my own opinion down their throats. So yeah, Trinny and Susannah are mostly off the hook because a lot of their subjects feel bad about their appearance and ask for help themselves, BUT STILL! Tread your stylishly clad feet carefully, ladies. Just because you and your posse feel like you have dibs on style, doesn't mean you own it. Everybody has their own style, and there is no such thing as inferior/superior style. There is only preference, and it makes no sense to dress according to any preference but your own. 

And maybe your boyfriend's on special occasions.

PS: just because my style doesn't let itself be pinpointed in three words doesn't mean I don't have style. Maybe I just have styleS! HA! A multifaceted personality is mirrored in a multifaceted style, amirite? That makes me a free spirit, not a trendwhore. And judging other people is NEVER in style. Peace out.