To err is human. Are we all agreed?
Into each closet some HUGE mistakes must come. Am I right? You know I am.
OK, in that case, assuming we’re all in accord, I admit to what I consider my first MAJOR misstep since inventing the “Virtual Shopping Game.”* You may not agree, that is to say you may think I’ve made other mistakes, but I think we can all arrive at the same conclusion about the Alexander McQueen skirt on me: It didn’t work.
What was I thinking? The last thing on this earth I need is a cut to amplify the hip/thigh zone. I assumed the black cashmere sweater would be a genius camouflage idea — guess not. Lesson learned.
You’ll note how Edith piled on the pounds for me in her sketch. When I made a remark about going from pulpeuse to plump she said the following: “If the skirt were a solid color I would re-do it, but do you have any idea how long it takes to draw those little herringbone squares? And besides, look at me in the skirt, I’ve gained weight too.”
Whatever. At least she gave herself a waist.
Unfortunately I made not one, but two misjudgments this week, the second not as egregious as the first I believe, but nonetheless, pretty awful. At least I kept to my long, straight line rule, with the same sweater and my black gab trousers, but then for some inexplicable reason added that cropped/chopped trench thing from Comme des Garçons.
Edith wore it with her black leather skirt and the McQueen with one of her favorite YSL jackets and the red boots she still plans to buy, but has yet to find.
(Have you noticed we’re running out of black paint? Everything looks gray. That’s because of my black fetish as you know.)
I’m comforting myself in the warm glow of the Virtual Game rules: I didn’t buy it, I don’t have to wear it and I don’t have to deal with some unpleasant salesperson at either McQueen or Comme des Garçons who probably would have lied, telling me hip-enhancement is just what I need for the new season and that one-quarter of a trench is better than none at all, at least it protects the shoulders.
I considered an abort on the mission this week because theoretically at least my raison d’etre is to present the perfect, fab-u-lous ways to wear a new piece from the season so we look stunning, not stogy, but I think Edith saves the day. Well, of course she does, she’s French. But I always choose the items and I was trying to see if we could both wear something from two tricky collections. I think the answer is “yes” and “non, non, non.”
Edith admitted she wouldn’t have “bought” the skirt either. “That kind of money to make my hips look bigger(?) I don’t think so.”
**Rules of the game: Every week I choose from the current collections of a designer or designers from which Edith and I are allowed to “buy” one piece which we — virtually, alas (except for this week) — take back to our respective closets and mix with what we already own. By choosing the same item we not only show different ways to integrate the new “purchase,” but also how it would be worn by a Frenchwoman and an American. (Or more precisely, this Frenchwoman and this American.)