Theory: living life in the theme lane is a far superior state of potential existence to living life in the literal lane. As such, I anticipate spending every morning through the distantly foreseeable-with-binoculars future addressing my closet as though it is a mythical anthology of exceptional one-liners. Allow me to explain by demonstration.
Exhibit A: This is literally the most inarticulate assemblage of colors and fabrics and prints: a red mid-length skirt, a striped utility-style button down top, and the first layer of a blouse which I removed from another blouse to tie around my chest like a scarf-style tube top. There are also gold sandals.
But is it really “inarticulate”? Is it appropriate to call it an assemblage? Why not, instead, call a spade a spade — as in: what to wear when You’re Thinking of The Movie Saturday Night Fever While Leaning Into a Board Meeting before White Wine Wednesday Nights with Your Best Girlfriends?
Much more accurate, right?
Let’s try again.
On the one hand, yes, sure, a bathing suit in Manhattan with a striped dress worn as an extravagant top and a skirt that looks edible but veritably is not plus shoes that are almost too in theme to be true. Ridiculous. Truly, truly ridiculous.
Unless, that is, you spin it the great-stories-of-our-time way: here’s an outfit that says You Might Catch Me Bundled Up While Planting in My Garden but if You Stick Around, I Will Let My Hair and Buttons Down, Bead a Necklace with You and Then Take You to the Caribbean. (You’re welcome!)
Uh, yeah, I do look geographically challenged…what’s your point? Consider it this way: Peruvian Surfer and Simultaneous Gang Member (you should know that in this gang, said surfers bake Pillsbury goods and then put little baby jeans on them).
Fine! One more!
It may not be compelling at first glance — two layers of white linen and a pair of heavy brogues? Girlfriend has no sense of seasonal pertinence but then! There’s this: Entrepreneurial-if-Not-Victorian Toddler on The Prairie, Heading Towards the City with a Big Dream, Tiny Suitcase.
See what I mean?
You see what I mean.
Tag this one:
…Then tag yourself!
Photographed by Krista Anna Lewis