If you have been shopping recently, or had an eye on whats been happening on the world’s catwalks over the past three weeks, you can’t fail to have noticed that someone somewhere in the world of fashion has decided that the 70s are back.
Excuse me while I nod off but haven’t we been here before – more than once – and is it just me or do all those suede skirts, flares and cropped bomber jackets look more than a little bit too try hard and “on trend”. Call me contrary (as I work in trends) but personally I have a problem with themed dressing as it can tend towards the fancy dress. Don’t get me wrong, one or two Boho or vintage items are fine if combined with something more modern, but head to toe “outfits” are a bit of a worry.
Ponchos, capes, themed sweaters, patchwork and fringed things are my worst nightmare, as they’re too tricky to wear – just ask Madonna – and don’t really work unless you are Italian, who strangely manage to make this look sophisticated in a Euro trash kind of a way. The rest of us should quite honestly steer well clear – especially when it comes to flares, unless you are Erin O’Conner, or a child of Mick Jagger (or possibly even an ex wife).
As you know we don’t like rules when it comes to fashion as we age, but sometimes there has to be exceptions and my rule is, if a look has come round more than three times, it’s time to leave it well alone. I loved Yootha Joyce and Farrah Fawcett back in the day, but that was then and this is now and Rachel Zoe can dress all the celebrities in Hollywood in bellbottoms (note – if you know the original terminology, perhaps it means its not for you!) and floppy hats, but I still won’t be convinced.
There is a reason skinny jeans and cigarette legs are so popular – they make your legs look longer and slimmer and if like me you are 5 foot something, you need all the help you can get. Flares make you look shorter unless you wear a high shoe or boot combo, thus creating all sorts of flapping of fabric around heels scenarios – which quite frankly is just too much admin for a school day.
I last wore flares in 1976 with a pair of wooden wedges and a ribbed polo neck. I also had a feather cut and blue mascara and danced to Mud at the school disco – so you can see where I’m coming from here.
One of the great things about growing older is knowing who you are and what you like and having the confidence to say no – especially when it comes to fashion. So this Spring I will be sticking to the look I do best, 50% art teacher at a suburban comprehensive, 20% first year Japanese fashion student at CSM and 30% care in the community.