I would never consider myself an "elegant" person, per se [thus the title of my blog!]. I hate feeling too matchy -- unless it's all black -- and anytime I feel as if I've overdone my hair or makeup, I always have to muss it up a bit. Because of my embrace of imperfection, I have always felt it difficult to relate to 50's fashion. The perfectly-powdered, girtled, and coiffured look of the 50's makes me feel slightly suffocated (see the beautiful, but oppressed Betty Draper of Mad Men).

This year, I'm going to play more with:
Feathers


Classic Pants

Pretty slips and hosiery

A 50's-style bathing suit?

[Faux] fur

Cigarettes! [just kidding], though they do seem subversively elegant...

Summer dresses:

Red Velvet, YUM!

Well-tailored dresses


Maybe I'll drag out my kimono collection!

A hat with a net seems dramatic

New ballet slippers...maybe some Chanels?

Flowers...brooches and hair accessories.

A new, fitter body...where can I buy that???

[Thanks to Ana from Foto Decadent for downloading these amazing Conde Nast photos!]






























