Tell me, do you believe in retail therapy?
I hate to admit it, but sometimes I do. I get a little frisson from either buying something I fancy or going all out with a manicure, a semi-permanent polish pedicure in a “daring” color and a blow-dry preceded by a deep, deep heat conditioning treatment — all not performed by me and all in the same day.
Sometimes, more is more. Sometimes for the therapy to work, more is necessary. Do you know what I mean?
Now I’ve been thinking: I need a new blouse. Of course I don’t need a blouse. Who does really?
I’ve realized lately that for a very long time, depending upon the weather, I am either wearing a t-shirt or a sweater. I’m incredibly versatile in both categories: Vs, crews, boat necks, deepish Vs in the t-shirt category and all of those plus cardigans and turtlenecks in sweaters. All have long sleeves. Quelle surprise, n’est-ce pas?
In other words, it’s time to add a blouse to the mix and I figure with the change in temperatures that are sure to appear in the days ahead, I can always transition from the above mentioned by popping a V-neck sweater or a cardigan over the blouse if I feel a little skittish in transition mode. Collars peeping out of crew neck sweaters are always appealing as well.
If I succumb to a tuxedo shirt, I like the idea of one that is not white this time, I would wear it under a navy blazer.
I’m still not sure about which shirt or blouse exactly, but the urge is clearly here. I also think that if I introduce a new item to my collection it will encourage me to wear the others. There is nothing quite like the therapy without the retail or, that ever familiar, fulfilling fallback: Shopping in our closets.
Ed. Note: I thought maybe we needed a break from my moody musings these days.