Sometimes I do this thing where I drink a lot of Nyquil (drinkable meds ftw) and then I try to see how long I can stay up before collapsing. It's super fun because right towards the end you start to feel a little bit delirious but a lot bit happy.
I'm pretty sure that this is illegal.
It's also one of the ways that I've come up with some of my most brilliant ideas.
Like carrots with a sprinkle of cinnamon and m&ms with dash of salt and faux fur floor length coats w/ leather flip flops.
An unexpected, but nonetheless dynamic duo.
I mean, in the end, what is "practicality"?
How many specific instances can you recall in which you actually dressed 100% for practicality's sake?
Really? Did you put absolutely no thought into your winter jacket aside from its down fill?
Admit it. Unless you're wearing a full-on rubber onesie, very few clothing items or accessories truly prevent against total drenchitude. I mean - Umbrellas? Really? Are we still using those?
And the beach?
The way I see it, "practicality" is elusive, and quite possibly unattainable. Very rarely, in our conscious human and tirelessly self-reflective states, will we ever be 100% "practical".
Unless, I suppose, we're in some sort of fight or flight situation, in which case I doubt we'll be concerned about the heel-height of our running shoes.
Such situations aside, I'm starting to feel as if "impractical" is being thrown around a lot lately as a derogatory term. I'm very often described as dressing "impractically", but truth be told, it's usually by someone who doesn't bother with getting dressed at all. Very rarely am I accused as being such by someone remotely interested in fashion, even if they wouldn't wear a certain item themselves.
|coat: thrifted, dress: rebecca taylor, sandals: juil|
It's almost as if, those of us who enjoy dressing to suit our personalities are immediately deemed "frivolous" by those unwilling to dress at all in accordance with their inner selves. Every time we defy the circumstances and dress for ourselves rather than for the occasion or the weather or the time of day, it's like we reassert the fact that we're in touch with our sartorial selves in situations during which the majority of others are not - and for that, we are deemed "impractical".
I don't know. Maybe I'll get frost bite from wearing open-toed shoes in 15 below temps and revamp my whole mini thesis.
Dress like idiots, y'all.