Somewhere in that nebulous region between a desired/cherished clothing item or accessory and one that inspires indifference are the following:
-Rompers
They can look nice, I now understand, after a few months there of thinking it was odd how all the adult women in Toronto were dressing like toddlers. It grows on you. But... the bathroom. How do you use public restrooms when in a one-piece? Once you've Googled to find out how you'd go to the facilities in a given article of clothing, you're probably not purchasing it.
-Bucket bags
So chic! So plausible! So useless if it rains!
-Cutoffs
If Emily Weiss was wearing something in 2013, it's to be expected that the merely civilian-fashionable are wearing the same thing now. It's the look; bonus points if, when asked where the shorts are from, you reply with an insouciant, 'vintage Levis.' This is assuming that you're someone who can't go outside in shorts without being asked their provenance. This is not my situation. ('J. Crew outlet store' just doesn't have that ring to it, so it's for the best.) But I considered cutoffs. I browsed the used-clothing racks in front of a couple shops in the Kensington Market. I lost interest, partly because I'm not convinced shorts made out of thick denim (the only kind that works for the fringe and fit to be right) are really the way to go when it's 90 degrees and humid (even in Canada!), but mostly because - and this may well be Canada-specific - the look that shouts effortlessness is expensive. It was something like $35 for someone's used shorts. Relatedly...
-Athleisure
The entire country of Canada is basically sponsored by Lululemon. Every woman, and surprisingly a lot of men, are in this clothing and/or carrying its reusable tote bags. There are graffiti'd ads for the store on my street. Yes, it's the most attractive workout-wear. And yes, the brand is cheaper in Canada. No, still not cheap. As with cutoffs, the question is always, why would I buy this casual thing that costs at least as much as a gorgeous not-casual item would? I know this marks me as a Bad Millennial to think this way, but so be it.
-Loafers
Loved the idea of a sturdier, perhaps more modern, alternative to ballet flats. So after the L.L. Bean dog-walking ones disintegrated, I bought - no, invested in, as they were expensive-ish and purchased to be practical, to teach in - a pair of black Salamander loafers. Loafers which... never quite crossed over from frumpy to chic, and more to the point, which never broke in, and which remained uncomfortable in that very specific way shoes can, where they regularly destroy all your socks.
-Off-the-shoulder shirts
I'd wanted a black, fitted one, but never found the right one, and wound up wanting, and ultimately over the span of a couple months, getting (and wearing!) a pale blue striped one and a solid white one. Both look nice, I think, but never quite right. Never quite how I'd imagined. The blue one is too cropped, while the white one keeps riding up, as in, it's only off-the-shoulder if I periodically pull it down, and is entirely incompatible with such activities as, say, letting a dog into a dog run. And I'm not sure they're worth the extra sunscreen I've learned they require, ever since getting my worst (and only!) sunburn in ages in the blue one.
-Oh, and why not a food item? Bowls
There's a place near my apartment that sells vegetarian, gluten-free $12 lunches. Its clientele is very glamorous, and sometimes I think, I should be someone who occasionally spends $12 on an Instagrammable bowl of cuisine-less bland slop. But then I remember the superior alternatives - toasting a frozen Montreal-style bagel at home or, on splurgier occasions, getting a similarly $12-ish but substantial bowl of ramen. Toronto has excellent food options; the ones that are sad, arctic imitations of southern California can probably be skipped.
I like to think of myself who pays not a whit of attention to trends but indeed have wholeheartedly embraced three of these, to the point of making my own bowls at home (but never, ever, ever wearing a romper, I'm 40 for chrissakes). Thus I am more of a millennial than you?
ReplyDeleteHaha, what I *didn't* list are the trends I've gone in for enthusiastically. Including but probably not limited to: white sneakers, white Birkenstocks, ombré hair.
ReplyDeleteI also like to think of myself as trend-indifferent, and yet on some level, in the abstract, I'm pro-trendiness. That is, if looking *of one's era* is a part of feeling good about one's looks, why not? I guess the implicit 'why not?' would be, the evils (labor, environmental) of the garment industry, but I'm not sure whether trendiness is to blame. By the time clothing I own goes out of style (I'm thinking especially, for some reason, of the army-green skinny cargo pants), it's stopped fitting/started falling apart. Maybe what this means is, following season-by-season trends isn't so great, but if everything you own looks very ten years ago, you can, without too much guilt, switch things up.