It started with an Instagram post that I saw yesterday morning. A lovely ensemble showcasing my kind of sweater. The sweater read “jolie”. It’s beautiful. The “jolie” sweater is from the Maison Scotch & Soda website.
I want that sweater! It spoke to me. It told me that I’m “jolie” brunette!
So, I went on the Maison Scotch & Soda website and clicked on “women” in the menu bar. There were no women photographed. The correct verbiage should have been “young women” because throughout the entire site there was not one photo of an actual “woman”—you know, a lady over 30 or 40 or older. In fact, I never see any older women on hip clothing sites. We are still thought of as old farts.
This is a woman according to Scotch & Soda..
…and this. They are girls. Women are older. Stop advertising “women” when you don’t show older women!
I’m observing more and more these days that surveys are for fools! Another moronic survey showed that women should stop wearing jeans at the age of 53. 53!!! What idiot came up with the idea of that survey anyway? I’ll bet that it was someone very young who looks awful in jeans—one who has an older aunt or mother who rocks the jeans. Jealousy is not a good thing. Don’t hate on the older woman because she is more beautiful or because she wears the tighter denim better! I’m proof. I wrote about it here!
62 year old mommy rocks the jeans.
And no matter what kind of jeans you wear…Happy Mother’s Day!!!
This morning while I was getting ready, I had an “aha” moment. Why do they call it “putting on my face” and “doing my hair”?
In my case, it’s “doing my face” and “putting on my hair”. I much prefer my way!
Hi there! I just did my face. ….
…and I put on my hair! It’s so much easier to put my hair on rather than “do” it these days!
Why are the lines in our face called “wrinkles”? Clothing gets wrinkled. It gets wrinkled because of the way we move and sit and sweat and all sorts of things add to wrinkled clothing.
Excuse me? I don’t have wrinkles. My clothes have wrinkles and I iron them out. My face has lines of wisdom!
Our facial lines are “earned” over the years. They should be called “lines of wisdom”. Don’t you think that is much more “aging friendly” than wrinkles? “With age comes wisdom” as the saying goes—and so, with age comes wisdom lines!
Why do the French women get all the credit for fashion? I like to take a few fashion tips from French men! Many Frenchmen wear their suits just a hair short of being too small, and the fit is incredible. My tomgirl looks are inspired by both Frenchmen and French military looks!
Yeah. That’s right! I like to take my fashion tips from Frenchmen instead of French women. Gaspard Ulliel can rock the scarf in that suit. The middle guy–I dunno who he is but the sweater with the suit….and Romain Duris in that tweed is making me want winter back. Notice how none of them are wearing ties!
I saw this military ensemble at Invalides in Paris. I’m inspired by Military Fashion. This is an actual uniform that the other Bonaparte wore. I wanted to steal it out of the display case. My Bonaparte walked away from me when I tried! I would wear this and I would wear the hat too!
How come every fashion blogger is obsessed with looking down at their pigeon-toed feet. I’ve observed this horrific trend too many times. Note to bloggers. You look ridiculous with the pigeon-toed pose. Turn your damned feet out and stand like a normal person for chrissakes! No female over the age of two should pose like that. Not now. Not ever. Never!
Oh! Look At Me! I’m so bashfull-0f-myself and demure–that’s why I take photos of me in dopey poses like this and display them all over the blogosphere! Let me get a better look at my feet turned in as though there is something wrong with them. Damn. I think I just killed a ladybug with those turned in toes!
I’ve also observed that I will refer to those little chin whiskers as “displaced eyelashes”. It sounds better. And perhaps I can save up enough of those little “displaced eyelashes” on my chin to make a strip or two of fake eyelashes. Then they won’t be “fake” eyelashes but real eyelashes that can be placed back onto my eyelids with glue!
These aren’t lashes. They are chin hairs that I had made into eyelashes. Just kidding!!! But I’m thinking that maybe I should collect those “displaced” lashes and do this!!
Yesterday I was at Michael’s Arts and Craft’s store. Two women were in front of me and were given “Senior” discounts. When it was my turn to pay, I asked if I could have the Senior discount. The guy didn’t believe me and I had to show proof of age. While I was a bit happy about it, I started to think about that discount. “Seniors” are students. They are usually in high school or college.
I’m not a senior. The name should be changed from “Senior” discount to “Life Earned” discount. We earned that discount from all the trials and tribulations we’ve been through during our lives. At a certain age, we shouldn’t be called “Senior” Citizens. We’re citizens like everyone else. Stop labeling.
This illustration is such a pathetic insult to all men and women over the age of 60. We all aren’t gray hairs with ill-fitting clothing. This literally makes me ill. Ageism at it’s worst! And the older women that I DO know with gray hair have it styled very chic and current!
Why is organ meat called “offal” when it’s really delicious and quite good? It isn’t offal—it’s delicious!
Yum. Yum. I make kidneys in a Cognac Cream Mustard sauce and they are delicious. Why is it called offal when it’s offally good?
I’ve also observed a lack of kindness and compassion toward each other lately. I’m not going to get political here but you know what I’m talking about. Let’s start by signaling when you are moving from lane to lane in your car.
That is so true. Be considerate of others. Be a kind driver and USE YA BLINKAH!!!
Or saying, “excuse me” if you need to pass someone by who may be standing in front of a store display and pondering whether to buy something. It’s the trivial things that count.
Ellen is correct–but lately, I have not observed this and miss it!
Let’s try to observe more kindness!
What have you observed lately? Tell me, please!
Another thing I’ve observed is that the May weather hasn’t been that great so far. I was back to heavier clothing this week. Have an observation on what I wore during the week!
Monday I wore my Frenchman tomgirl look. Unfortunately within three seconds of getting dressed I stained my white shirt. Do Frenchmen stain their shirts?
Tuesday was cold but sunny–I don’t know why I took a photo of my sunroom but it was back to wearing cold-weather pants.
On Wednesday, I “springed” this look by getting rid of the black tights I wore during the winter. I love this look with bare legs. My two girls, Dorothy and Ruby are always with me!
Thursday was lady-dress day. A dress that didn’t fit for a long time is now fitting nicely..
Jeans Friday had me honoring all college graduates by wearing a UT Longhorn tee. My oldest son, Jake, is a UT graduate. Let me tell you, this tee is Oona’s from when she was in middle school and this shirt was way too small for me. I wore a blazer over it! Like my makeup case???
Observing and looking. Here’s a great song from the very underrated Robert Palmer who left us too young. And I must say, he may not be a Frenchman, but he looked mighty fine in a suit!