Fearless Fashion: Finding My True Fashion Self Through Polka Dots2:00 PM
As a matter of fact, I love prints in general. If you peeked in my closet, you'd see an array of prints and a handful of solid color pieces, which are usually vibrant colors. I have loved prints since I was a kid. It's just something about the patterns and colors meshed together. I always look at a printed piece of clothing as a work of art and a way to be fearless in fashion. Prints are something that almost every woman has struggled to wear because of what we think will happen once we walk out the door. It's not just a "big girl" thing. My thinner sisters have felt it, too. People can be critical and cruel with their words, while thinking they are offering sound advice. And sometimes we do care what others think, when really we shouldn't.
Some people believe prints are unflattering and "ugly". But lately prints have been becoming popular and more women are embracing prints as a trend. Which is good news to me because now there are so many prints to choose from, that I am beside myself. LOL
Polka dots are my favorite print. I love the retro feel of polka dots and how classic it is. I didn't realize it until two years ago that one of the underlying reasons I am drawn to polka pots is because it's a "safe" print to wear. Or so I thought. Then one day, a friend told me that I should never wear polka dots again because they age me and and are not flattering to me. The friend saw this picture of me from a get-together I attended in Florida, wearing a bright colored polka-dot dress (as a top) from Simply Be:
But as in any evolution of self, in the time since then, I have been trying to let go of my fear of fashion. It's amazing how one negative comment from someone can send you in a downward spiral and ruin all the work you have done in your life to get to that point of fashion fearlessness. I was down but I was not out.
Couple that with working for a major plus size fashion magazine where I deal with models and bloggers all the time, my fashion confidence took a major hit. I am not like these fashion bloggers with their crop tops, tutu skirts, jumpsuits, polished outfits and matching accessories. Many of these bloggers look like they are auditioning for an editorial spread in Vogue. And these models are so beautiful and their style is so effortless. It's so easy to compare yourself to others and as a result, feel like you don't belong and feel awkward. Not to mention, I am not rich so there is no way I can afford to dress like any of these people nor do some of these brands carry my size. Many of these bloggers are between a size 12 - 18 and most of the models are a size 14 - 16. I haven't been a size 18 since high school. ::chuckle::
I have come a long way in two years and I am better than before. It's a day to day process and some days, it's hard to put myself out into that cruel world and get that backlash in the form of looks and negative comments. But I have since come to the conclusion that fashion is all about breaking the rules because it is self-expression. And self-expression is not limited by rules. Plus, I have every right to express myself. And if people don't like it, they can kick boulders.
Fashion is about staying true to yourself, being confident in your skin and wearing what you love. Because how you dress your body reflects how you feel about yourself. If you're confident about yourself and love yourself, that will show in what you wear and how you wear it. It's all about your unique style. You won't love every single fashion piece out there but your style is what counts. Your style tells a story.
It was something another friend said to me that made the lightbulb over my head go off. She told me that the one thing she loves about me is that I am different and embrace that. And she's right. Why would I want to be like anyone else? I am unlike anyone else and my uniqueness is what sets me apart. Being different is an amazing thing. I'm no copycat. I'm an original. And right in that moment, the comparisons to others stopped. I'm pretty awesome in my own right so why am I comparing myself to someone else?