Never a Good Idea. . . Jeggings!

I think that jeggings are one of the worst fashion statements to come out in quite awhile. I don't even like saying the word -- it's gross. Topshop was one of the first fashion outlets to sport them and just look at this picture:

Does this look like something you'd want to wear?

Maybe this means I'm getting old and am no longer a cool kid. Maybe it's because I still have a full length photo of myself wearing pegged skinny acid washed jeans circa 1990. One photo in ridiculous jeans is enough for me.

To see a real woman wearing jeggings out and about - check out this NY Daily News article from early January. The woman is cute enough - but the jeggings are not doing her any favors.

Cute Fashions Made Simple

I am already prepping myself for Jenni to write another "I knew about this three years ago" comment. Especially because my hot style source for this post is the New York Times Business section. We'll see after this whether I should just stick to writing about crap I find on the street.

The new hot tip is: Celebstyle. From the folks at PopSugar, a must for anyone still playing Faffarazzi, Celebstyle takes photos of celebs out and about and tells you where to buy what they're wearing at a price point that you can (usually) afford.



Living in Brooklyn, where

1) I feel like everyone woman on the street has a cuter outfit than I do, and

2) I don't have lots of time to go to the store and the boutiques in my neighborhood scare me so I exclusively still shop at Marshalls

I think this might come in handy.

British fashion is at least 3 years ahead of American fashion, no matter what you say

For Christmas my mother-in-law gave me this bag:



She carried a similar one at my wedding and I thought it was pretty fab. The label said Boden so I googled it and found a pretty awesome clothing and accessories website. The stuff is a little spendy, but it's got that cute "where did you get that" feel that comes from clothing that's made in (or at least originally sold in) England.

When I was younger, we lived in England. Then I came back to America and everyone looked like they did in England 3 years previous (apparently, writing "previous" at the end of a sentence is also something I got from living in England). I thought that with the advent of the internet, fashion would catch up. Wrong. I haven't done a lot of research, but I can tell you that the British dancers I worked with on a cruise ship 3 years ago were all wearing those "maxi dresses" which, at the time, I thought looked insane. Then for the next two summers everyone in the US was wearing them.

So, I don't think you can go wrong with Boden. Check out this coat on sale. Look at me, I'm hip and fashionable but also carefree. And is that an old Englishy looking building in the background? That's right I am worldly, too. SOLD!



And for those with CHILDREN, there is miniBoden. Any company that uses "mini" as a descriptor is all right in my book.

Quit it:

Crappy Black Pants I Can’t Stop Buying

If anyone was living in Boston in the late ‘90s, you may have called them “going out pants,” or “booty pants” (if you went to BU). You wore them with some sort of “going out top” which was probably low-cut and had some sort of sparkle on it. You “finished off the look” with black high-heeled boots and a look on your face that said I may be intelligent but I am definitely available (Harvard, MIT, you took the train in from Wellesley).

As the millennium dawned and fashion styles changed, these became “cute pants for work” which you “paired” with “cute tops” and “totally versatile cardigans you can wear with anything” (a little redundant, don’t you think, BC?). You wore white cross-trainers to work and switched into pointed-toed kitten heels in leopard print because you were SASSY (we get it, Emerson).

Then you stopped wearing the pants. You threw their microfiber viscose rayon spandex stretchy selves into the trash (Goodwill) and moved on. You left them so far behind that you started referring to pants as “pant.”

Well, I didn’t. By last count I have 5 pairs of these pantS. And worse, I wear them. Every time I walk into TargeMarshaMaxx I seek them out. Maybe THIS time they are cuter. Maybe THIS time they are more fashion forward. Maybe THIS time they are made of a fabric that wasn’t cooked up by a scientist in a lab. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

But they are $20. And they fit better than 99.9% of the rest of the world’s pant. So, if you see me out at night, and you are like, I bet she just came from work, 8 years ago. Or, there I am working away and you are like, um, is she going out later, to 1997? You’re both right.