I am a slave to fashion, but some trends, I just can’t get on board with; not because they’re ugly, or even that I don’t like them, but simply because I can’t picture myself in them, or because when standing in them under the harsh light of a dressing room, the truth is painfully obvious – I look like a total dork in a lot. A lot, I tell you.
Which brings me to the button-down blouse. You know how some women, women like Julia Roberts, Demi Moore, and other leggy Hollywood heroines, look amazing in a man’s button-down? I do not. There is nothing more un-sexy than me wearing my husband’s shirts. And even the female versions, the fitted, tailored, J.crew and Banana Republic versions that taper ever-so-slightly at the waist, well those don’t look good on me either. My sister, she looks like a rock star in button-downs. I’ve tried on her chambray shirts, I look like a lame pasty farmer.
I like the updated sheer versions that so many fashion bloggers are wearing. At least then I can sport a funky bra or camisole, and pretend to still look feminine – collar and all. On the other hand, I think some girls just look effortless and ah-mazing in the button-down. But I don’t. And I’m cool with that.
(By the way, the second shirt in the top row totally reminds me of something Bachelorette, Ashley Hebert, would wear. Didn’t she just have the cutest, most laid-back style? #RealityTVJunkie)