Where does Fashion go?

I was shopping the other day when I noticed these two older ladies near me, and yes I was in Belk. One of the ladies was wearing powder blue, pleated, elastic polyester pants that just stopped short of her too white socks and tennis shoes. Of course she also had on a coordinating sweater to match with some floral pattern on it and a handbag that looked like it hadn't been bought "brand new" since 1986.

And I thought to myself, I am certain that at one time this woman had some sort of fashion sense. Where do they sell clothes like these anyway?! What woman in her right mind would go shopping and say yes to petite powder blue, pleated polyester pants?

At what point does style go completely out of the window and we start thinking words like: embroidered, pleated, Sag Harbor, Coldwater Creek, Chadwicks, Estee Lauder perfumes and bright orangey-pink lipstick sound like a good idea?

And as my friend Tara reminded me the other day, men are unfortunately not excluded from the loss of fashion sense. She saw a man wearing "Dwayne Wayne" flip up glasses, shorty shorts, with socks pulled up so high you couldn't tell where the sock began and the leg ended!


Well my friends, I guess the Southern Living magazine subscription, my penchant for signing up for online coupons and recipes has gotten me my very own copy of the Coldwater Creek catalog to be sent to my mailbox. While I do fancy myself a southern lady in dressing with pearls and having my nails neatly manicured, I do not think I'm ready to be tossing in my jeans and flip flops for elastic waisted pants.

And while I DO own something from Chadwicks, its only b/c it was a dress bought for a bridesmaid dress circa 1997. And yes, it was all that you'd expect it to be... and maybe one day I'll post a picture of the moment I wore it.


Until then, when have you had an unfashionable moment? :)