I am so bendy, we don’t go out often. I prefer to conserve my energy doing things like reading novels, occasional baking, child snuggling and writing. This is much easier to do when I haven’t used all of my energy traipsing around a supermarket, or glaring at old ladies who don’t understand why Isaac is speaking at volume 11 and spinning in circles.
Because I don’t often go out, it wasn’t until recently that I bought any nice clothes. The AusBlogCon cemented my need for something that wasn’t jeans and a t-shirt and so I bought some bits and pieces.
So now I’ve got skirts and heels and shirts and scarves, but who can pull off that kind of attire, when the most exciting thing planned for the day is walking through a paddock looking for eggs?
Even worse, when the paddock is muddy, I usually have “outside pants” and “inside pants” and my outside pants get worn, muddied up, taken off, hung in front of the fire and ignored. Do I actually need to be wearing pants if all I’m doing is blogging?
My paddock bashing gear is all stuff I’ve had for years. I’m loathe to wear good clothes if they’re going to get dragged through the mud, snotted on, flown into, or muddied up by dogs. Although, I am getting much quicker at dodging the incoming flying ducks and they’re getting better at not landing on me, or in the feed bucket I’m carrying. For the record, ducks are heavy and flappy.
So really, I spend a lot of time in jeans that are a size too big, daggy t-shirts and windcheaters. All of this, I am certain, make me look uber sexy.
Fashion blogging seems to be the “in” thing at the moment, but I’m not sure I want to inflict myself on the Internet, wearing my everyday clothes. It’s bad enough that I wear a lot of it to school drop offs.
I can say this though – I have not ever gone to the supermarket, or school, in my pajamas. Ever.
Is it terrible of me to admit that the most fashionable thing I own and wear on a regular basis, are my new red gumboots? They’re only mine because they wouldn’t fit Mum, and they’re two sizes too big, but they’re shiny (still) and waterproof.
For someone who used to overly concerned with how everyone else was dressing and keeping up with the latest looks (even if those looks were, in hindsight, crap), I have certainly fallen a very long way. Heh.
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35 responses to “I am so not fashionable”
You and I could share a wardrobe I think. I buy jeans mostly. And I wear them until they wear out. Although I bought two (2) dresses last week – first time in about 9 years I’ve bought a dress leave alone 2 dresses.
I started buying decent “going out” clothes at the beginning of the year and that was the first time I’d bought dresses in years too. Now I’ve got a few, that I still don’t wear regularly. I keep promising myself that I’ll wear more skirts in summer, but I bet I won’t.
Go the red gumboots! I very much need to get myself some sexy gumboots. Gumboots are very much underrated in my opinion.
One day, V, I would like to come and buy a duck, if that would be ok? Do you sell them to other Tasmanian mummy-bloggy types at special times like Christmas?
I do indeed sell ducks – however, I have to sell them live, as getting the accreditation and etc to sell meat is an utter pain and I don’t want anyone to take objection and try and get me sued for selling dead ducks.
:-} Fair enough. Ok. As soon as I’ve lined up some sort of humane duck-executioner who can legally turn a live bird into a dinner, I’ll be in touch! Or perhaps I will just buy a house with a bit of land and then keep ducks and chooks. It’s always been the plan…
I make Nat do mine, for us. A quick chop to the neck and it’s pain free and fast.
I can relate to the whole wardrobe thing. In all reality, the easiest thing for me to wear with my EDS issues is jeans and t-shirts. Easy on, easy off, and comfortable. People actually get annoyed at me for not wearing anything elaborate or fancy, lol.
Yeah, I try not to wear anything too fancy because of the EDS. I can’t do major buttons and I like layers, to cover up the scarring I have and to hide braces.
Seriously, take a look at ‘fashion’.
What I see is girls squeezing themselves into tiny tops and tinier bottoms, girls starving themselves to fit what they see in the magazines, girls slavishly wearing stupid ugly shoes or ugly prints or slutty clothes to the office, and none of them seem to ask themselves, “Do I look good in this?”
‘Fashion’ is vastly over-rated. You should dress for comfort and function, I reckon.
(And I would wear flannie PJs everywhere if I could.)
Yes, I agree. I think maybe I equate fashionable with looking smart and well presented – which I am usually lacking, rather than whatever is actually on the catwalk.
Don’t be a chicken – come on a photo please !!! I can so relate to this and I don’t even have the animals and small children you have. Just make sure that once in a while you put on those special cloths that you got for the blog conf and go out somewhere that requires more than awesome red gumboots. Made me think of the movie with Sandra Bullock called All About Steve – one of my fav movies – and I have heaps. Cheers, Wendy
No photos today, just because I can’t actually make it to the full length mirror (spare bedroom – storage and toy area *sigh*) and don’t want to ask Nat to snap pics. Hehe. Think, baggy jeans, a skivvy and a brown t-shirt over the top.
Nice though to have going out clothes vs home clothes.
It is and it’s nice to feel “dressed up” on the occasions I am out in public.
My probalem is currently that my work and casual wardrobes are reaonably interchangeable!
Mine are … not. Muddy jeans and daggy tops are no good for anything other than paddocks. Heh.
Dressing trendy is way over-rated. I’m for comfy and happy myself. Love the sounds of those gumboots!! I’d like some pink ones 🙂
They’re very nice and even better than that, they keep my feet dry, while my paddock (swamp) dries out.
Oh where is the pic of said shiny red boots for those of us visually inclined?? I’m not sure anyone would be particularly interested in my fashion either. Quirky might be the kind way to describe my taste! Or since I had a baby pjs for the first half of the day.
I’ve been slack with photos lately! I’ll see if I can take one once my phone charges and add it 🙂
If it makes you feel better, when I won the Westfield competition a large part of my brief was for pj alternatives. I did get a couple of nice things, but most was spent on clothes to change up my pjs and be comfortable with a little style. And I love them!
I need more PJ’s, now that I think about it. And trackpants. I wore the last few pairs out *sigh*.
Well I HAVE been to the supermarket in my pj’s but that was when I was all purple and green hair, a face full of piercings (done myself with a safety pin, natch) and clothes nabbed from garbage bags outside of the op-shop combined with very conscientously not caring about how I looked, totally. There was a share-house full of us not caring what other people thought with every fibre of our being (as long as we looked the right sort of disheveled). I think we may have been suffering from a sort of group psychosis. Nowadays my broken-bodied uniform of choice is leggings and a hoodie. For my rare public appearances I put proper clothes on, usually just jeans and a top. I have clothes that fit but it’s only because I am making a determined effort not to lose any more weight, not as easy as it sounds – as you know. I care way less than I used to, it’s all just to hard.
I dunno, it COULD be sexy to the right guy… and… I need to wake up more, get some more coffee or something. I just read that you participated in the occasional “child smuggling.” lol
I love fashion! And I have worm pj’s as daywear recently….. So friction comfy. But I did wear a bra…. Xx
Oh… I also have gumboots. I bought them from Target. They were $9. And leopard print. I love them,
i miss paddock bashing gear.. grrr! stupid city life gets me down! not that i’ve ever cared what I would out hiking or working out in the sticks.
Ignore fashion.
Comfort is the key to happiness.
you do NOT have to wear pants.
i repeat. you do NOT have to wear pants.
i’m not fashionable, either. which is why i bought a sewing machine.
so i could make my own unfashionable stuff.
it’s turning out weird, though. people are complimenting the styles i’m coming up with.
veddy interesting.
I would say “Risen” – not “Fallen”. It’s those who are slave to all those fashions who have fallen, mightily, on the sword of the whim and fancy of others.
I really get this I mean if it wasn’t for the fact I would feel guilty I could seriously wear my pj’s all day every day. Although I had to giggle as here in the UK (at least if you are my age) pants mean knickers. So just for a moment I had a thought of the delight on your husband’s face when you walk round the house in your knickers then put on your outside knickers over your knickers. What do you call knickers? Or am I making a social faux pas of epic proportions here……
Fashion humph, somedays I think I look pretty good then I look at my astonishingly beautiful 21 year old daughter who quite frankly would look good in a pillow case and I realise perhaps fashion is for the rich.
I must say though Veronica, you looked very very good in the blog posts from when you went to Kellogs. So dahling as fashionable people presumably say to each other, or is that actors, anyway, you have taste. Which is so much better than fashion anyday. So when we see the red wellies on the Paris catwalks in Spring I shall know it is you who started it all.
ps – I had a pair of red wellies when I was four that I would tantrum about because my mother wouldn’t let me wear to bed as well! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and Veronica you look good anyway because you are a natural beauty.
I call knickers, knickers, or undies, usually! Hehe. Pant are trousers and are interchangeable (the words) for me at least.
Once upon a time in a different life I loved dabbling in fashion, when I worked for an amazing company in Sydney CBD. Now I am happiest with no makeup, comfy clothes and shoes 🙂
We grew up on a farm and had designated drawers for our “old clothes” which I would never have been seen dead in public as a child, but wouldn’t dare dirty my good clothes 🙂
Even if you wear your high heels once, feel FABULOUS, feel sexy, and have a great night…. money well spent!
I am not fashionable at all. I never have been really. I think shiny red gumboots sound just fine.
I go through periods where I don’t want to wear the same clothes again. Pull on shirt, jeans or trackies and i go and buy a nice shirt or a new pair of pants but in the end I always go back to the familiar.