It never occurred to me that Malibu Barbie (and her cousin PJ, I had both) may have inspired me as a child.
She had my ideal life.
Well, kind of. The upkeep must have been an effort, all that sun-kissed skin and keeping Surfer Kens at bay. But, oh, she was special.
One Christmas, I was given a tanned doll with impossibly long legs, inflated chest, long blonde hair and a ridiculous waist.
I adored her on sight. It's summer at that time of year in New Zealand, so it wasn't as...
I'm 53 today.
Wahoo! Half way through. Given that my great-grandmother made it to over 100, why not?
53 years of clothes....
Primary school (Elementary to all you Americans). I don't remember much about my own clothing, but I do remember my dolls. Paper and Barbie were huge in my life. Even then I understood the advantage of friends with superior skills. I got Katrina, a girl in my class who was the best at drawing, to make a paper doll to my specifications (I don't remember the...
I don’t like the word budget. It sounds...restrictive. Which in my experience can lead to binge shopping or deprivation. Neither are good things.
I much prefer spending plan. I choose all the categories, which includes singing lessons, vacations, petrol (sorry, gas) etc.
I was told that every dollar should have a purpose and to allocate every dollar in alignment with my values, my dreams, and my goals. I like that a lot.
Regarding my spending on entertainment, what I don’t...
I often bring up the sunken cost fallacy (gently) with clients. It’s when when you continue with something which is clearly a disaster, or a mistake or unhelpful just because you've invested time, money, or energy into it.
One of my downfalls is buffets (remember them?) I’d overeat simply to get my “money’s worth.” I’d feel lousy after, but it didn’t stop me doing it for years. Meanwhile, my more sensible and sane sister (how’s that...
If there were Olympics in assembling outfits, I'd be in the running.
I can get dressed in 10 minutes in an outfit that I feel I look great in.
I sound like I'm boasting, right? Well, yes, but I'm also proud of myself AND it's possible because I have practiced.
Style is like any skill. We need to find someone who can teach us, learn, practice and then Voila!
(Hopefully I spelt that right, remind me to ask my Parisian neighbor. Do you know even she asks what I think of her clothing? Now that's...
If you can't wear what you love to work, you're in the wrong career.
About fifteen years ago, I was helping a beautiful young woman (one of my semi-nieces) apply for an apartment. She was very young and people often make snap judgments about age, so we decided she needed to look trustworthy, respectable, tidy, a suitable applicant. Seems reasonable, right?
We went to a thrift store and found her an ensemble which made her look like an extremely trustworthy young woman. i.e. business casual....
This does relate to clothing, so bear with me. There’s a blue pottery French bulldog on my kitchen bench (thank you Tarjay). It’s one of those jars you’re supposed to keep cookies in. I don’t eat cookies or biscuits (as they are called in New Zealand). So I keep it full of dog treats instead. My French bulldog knows that after dinner, she gets her Greenie. She will sit there, look at the treat jar, look at me, look at the treat jar, look at me. She knows that I know...
One of the exercises I do with my clients is to establish their values.
Many of my clients care about the environment, diversity, fair trade and the ethical creation of clothing.
For some, this means wearing previously worn clothing, which can include up-cycled, recycled, or second-hand, either from thrift stores, consignment stores, clothes swapping or as gifts from other friends’ wardrobes.
This is absolutely wonderful!
I help them choose, curate, source and create combinations.
Why self-doubt got between me and my love of leopard skin.
I have always loved leopard skin. I can’t exactly tell you why (though I could definitely tell you why you like certain things), but I’ve always been drawn to it.
The first time I bought anything made of leopard skin, I think I was about 13 and it was a one piece leopard skin bathing suit. I remember arguing with my mother about it because leopard skin is a polarizing subject.
I loved that bathing suit. In hindsight, it...
I haven't been able to blog for the last year. Then the world changed and it woke me up.
There were a few months last year when I didn't want to do anything at all.
Depression, malaise, a slump, marinating, pondering, avoiding - there's a whole thesis in there. Ironically, in June 2020 in the USA, many, many people are traumatized, isolated, depression, anxious, scared - maybe I was just a year ahead.
I can't claim trauma (or anything really, apart from white...