However, as a self-described "fabulous fashionista fighting fifty" I realized that sometimes I just wanted to write with abandon and be freedom of self-expression or reflection. It stemmed from loving to assemble great finds, whether it be art, photography, beauty tips or fashion statements.
"I want you to experience this Blog. It would be great to be a vision for Baby Baby Boomers' experience and perspective. Helping and entertaining is just a byproduct of doing what you love."I like to ramble on about what is concerning me in my world. Least to say lately, that would be what happened in Paris. I will probably dedicate writing about that on its own because it bothers me what happened.
Not to be conceited or to blow my own horn, but over the span of my lifetime, I have been noted for having a strong style sense. At 5ft0in (rounded up from 4ft11in), busty, with more of a muscular build than a swelt frame, I have to work a little harder at finding what suits me.
I have been a major fan of accessories, with a weakness for shoes that MUST have purses to match, that should be coordinated with the rest of the assemble, I think about what I'm going to wear.
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| I passed a pink moonstone ring by the other week, regrettably. |
Jewellery captures beauty by creations with masterful artisans or gemologist that make me almost drool. I have a pretty fair collection, but nothing that would threaten the likes of Elizabeth Taylor, famed for her diamonds. I'm innocent in that regard. Born in April, diamond is my birthstone, and a privilege to own. I don't selfishly collect it. I just spoil myself once in a while when something attracts me, of less rare stones, while still beautiful.
Wandering around vintage boutiques, thrift shops and charity stores, I love to find treasures that have been glazed over by others. I have kicked myself for not buying something that I knew was beautiful and a one of a kind ... to me.
I make beauty mistakes, whether it being a hair color that is too dramatic for me or make up that isn't always so flattering. I've written about my eyelash folly and discovered a better natural way to plump up the volume since then (stay tuned).
I have learned over time what suits me and don't mind being the most over dressed at an event. It is not to show off. Sometimes it is merely by luck to assemble the right outfit with the right accessories, the right footwear with a matching purse.
Having a blog like this, I can fantasize about wearing something quite off-the-wall or not age appropriate. That's the beauty of having an outlet like this blog to express myself. Not necessarily by what I'd want to wear, but a look that would suit others of other generations or age groups.
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| I'd wear this but with a colorful scarf and accessories to match ... the boots with heels a must for me |
Perhaps others can learn some tricks or looks that I've come up with. There is always Polyvore, that allows someone to create fantasy looks, that may not compliment their frame, personality, or age. That's good. We need a place as adults to go beyond dress up dolls or Barbies.
Be sure to wander back to my page as it strikes you. The page itself may have updates on a great movie I recommend, art that has resonated with me, or images that strike my fancy. It's chalk full of stuff. Images. Reading recommendations for books or blogs. It is ever changing and constantly evolving.
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| One of my favorite places in Calgary during winter, skating with music in the background |
