What is it Yoda says? "There is no try, only do or don't do."? So that's how I approach the New Year. I mean, really, what is it about this particular demarcation line? It's not like yesterday was any different from today. Time flies and it cares not in which manner you mark it.
Instead of a chance at a "new beginning" every January 1st, I prefer to think of life as a kind of upward march – a slow steady build up of endurance and fun. While always keeping in mind that, por Moi:
• I will not be made idle by despair.
• I will continue to find joy and purpose in my work and my relationships; otherwise, out they go.
• I will continue to never trust anyone who says they want to legislate in Moi's best interest.
• I will limit my spring 2008 fashion purchases to those things that do not jeopardize the retirement fund. But if I WERE to, ah hem, put said fund into jeopardy, this is what I'd do it for:
Bottega Veneta's half dozen or so easy-to-wear dresses that would have Moi saying, finally and forever, nyet to the walking short trend:
Or how about something jaunty in a mad splash of yellow? It's the one color I don't have in da closet and yet, it's so universally flattering. Like pink, only less shouty.
I adore this next trend. Heh, Wicked? Socks with sandals is okay with Moi!
Especially when you pair the two with a flouncy, flirty, twirly skirt:
As for shoes, well, I hear the wedge is back (oh? did it ever leave?) as is the espadrille, both of which I have. What I do not have, however, is a pair of these:
So, so fab.
And, finally, the total Yeah, Right, Dream On Dress. Were I of a certain age and economic status with nothing better to do with my time than attend lawn parties for this charity or that, I would wear nothing but Oscar de la Renta. Oodles and oodles of class, that one.