The lovely and inspiring Imogen Lamport from Inside Out Style (find her
here and on the
Image Inspiration page. You will learn so much from her!) awarded this to the fashion blogs she follows, of which yours truly is honored to be one! I am to reveal "5 Fashion Facts We Didn't Know Before." So here goes!
- Like Imogen, I also wore tons of hand-me-downs but thankfully not from any brothers. I was the firstborn for my parents and first grandchild on my Dad's side as well. His youngest sister is only 4 years older than me, so I had TONS of clothes from her. I remember some gems - a pair of 70's clunky sandals with wheels that popped out of the bottom. So fun. My parents had 3 girls in 3 years so my Mom also did a lot of sewing. You ain't seen nothin' till you've seen three little girls in matching quilted bell jumper dresses! Contrary to what image that description might bring to mind, we were super cute!
- At 13 I cut off and sold almost 3 feet of hair. I'd had it long my whole life and would have a conniption if my Mom trimmed more than a tiny inch. For as long as I could remember it had been down to my derriere or longer. She'd braid or put curlers in it the night before church or the first day of school and I'd have MILES of thick curls. Random people would come up to us in public and ask to touch my hair. That part bugged me. And then we moved to Arizona. You want heavy? Try all that hair soaked down in pool water. My neck couldn't take it. And in the summer my hair acted like a furnace! They didn't have Locks-of-Love back then but we found a salon that would buy the hair for wigs for cancer patients. We chopped it up to my chin and my head felt so weird! My Mom cried. I was ecstatic. The salon was thrilled to have all that virgin hair.
- I spent nearly 2 years in Germany (served as a missionary for my church and went back for a study abroad program in college) and never figured out their obsession with magenta hair dye. They do, however, have the COOLEST taste in glasses. Look for the funkiest, most fabulous pair of eyeglasses - usually on a man - and you've found yourself a German tourist. I love my Germans! They're the best. They also have the best winter hats. I learned how to do scarves and hats in Germany. And traveling Europe as much as I have really pounded home the lesson that a great wardrobe doesn't have to be a huge wardrobe.
- I once used masking tape (the only thing I could find in the house I was staying at) to control a couple unflattering body bulges and look better in a bridesmaid dress. Yeah, didn't work as intended. And just FYI - something happens when sweat mixes with masking tape adhesive. At first it causes the tape to unstick, as you would expect, but after a while, it reacts to bond the tape to your skin so thoroughly that you will lose said skin in your attempts to get the tape off.
- My Dad picked out some of my best clothes. What, you say? A man, let alone your father, involved and interested in your style? Yep. As an eye surgeon, he sees tons of women - both stylish and non - in his office. While I was growing up all that good and bad style he was observing translated into really good outfits for me. And sales ladies would love it when he came to shop. Not that he'd spend a ton of money. He was frugal. But he'd get them excited about joining his quest to find something great for his daughter.
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