I was watching an episode of Giuliana & Bill on the Style Network recently. For weeks, they've been airing commercials with this woman who humorously shows us how NOT to wear a fashion trend. I wondered, "Oh, no...are they talking about me?"
The cape trend...I don't own a cape, so I am not at risk for that one. The painted jeans? I guess that I'm safe from that one...unless they somehow got a photo of me back in junior high school (back in the stylish 1980s) when I distinctly remember having printed jeans. In fact, I'm pretty sure I wore them to my first-ever concert in 8th grade. My aunt bought me a ticket to Tina Turner for my birthday. Along with my printed jeans, I also wore layered shirts...both with flipped up collars...a telephone cord style belt...and jelly bracelets. Add in my perm and glasses. Nothing but style here, my friend!
Eeeesh! I apologize for putting that image in your mind! I digress. Anyway, at the end of the style trend commercial, it encourages you to go to mystyle.com to see how to wear the trend correctly. I've been curious about it for weeks, so I finally headed over to see what mystyle.com is all about.
I came across the "What's My Style Quiz." As I am a sucker for quizzes like this, I, of course, had to do it. The result? Definitely right on. Muted tones...clean lines...few accessories...little or natural-looking makeup. I do mix in a little color here and there, but overall that captures my style perfectly. Thankfully, I've come a long way since the 8th grade as far as my style choices.
Alright...here it comes. You know I want to know what your style is, too. If you feel so inclined, head on over to "What's My Style Quiz" then come back and tell me about your style!
P.S. I was at TJMaxx last weekend. A mother was showing her daughter a pair of leg warmers. The girl was appalled. I said, "Don't laugh. I actually wore those in high school." I did. Light pink leg warmers...with those really light washed out jeans...a matching light pink sweater...and matching light pink kitten heel pumps. By that time, I had traded the glasses in for contacts and the perm in for perfectly feathered hair. And, oh yeah, the braces had come into play then, too. Perfect for Freshman year!