Spring Wish List (And a brief history of my style evolution)
I’m not ashamed to say my style has evolved quite a bit over the years, and not always for the better. More often than not, the way I dress has been dictated by my place of employment. Upon graduating from high school, the bulk of my wardrobe consisted of Kenneth Cole shirts and pants I snatched up at the local TJ Maxx. When I moved to Chicago and got hired as a merchandising specialist for Polo Ralph Lauren at Marshall Fields on State Street, I thought it appropriate to deck myself out in kelly green cable knit sweaters, white cargo pants, and rope bracelets. Yeah, it wasn’t pretty. A move to men’s premium denim brought with it Paper Denim & Cloth jeans, James Perse T-shirts and lots, lots of Juicy Couture. I had a nylon green bomber jacket with a fake fur hood and everything. Not attractive. Since my department was adjacent to Men’s Designer, I also thought is appropriate to purchase vast amounts of DSquared2 (this was the early 2000s, when DSquared2 was still cool) and Dolce & Gabbana. To tell the difference between me and a cast member of the Jersey Shore would have been a challenge. When I left Fields for Barney’s, everything changed. Juicy and DSquared2 went to the consignment store as I stocked up on Balenciaga, Dior Homme, and so much Margiela. That’s right. I was a rich existential fashion bitch and I was proud of it. I’d go to lunch at Einsteins wearing my severe black Dior military shirt and skintight Balenciaga jeans. Suffice to say, I don’t think people were very comfortable around me. No sooner had I purchased my sleeveless nylon Jil Sander button-down, I moved to Burberry to handle the men’s Prorsum runway collection, which to this day remains one of my favorite brands. My Balenciaga goatskin bags and Raf Simons bondage shirts were shoved in the back of my closet to make room for wool military jackets, impeccably cut white shirts and perfectly tailored silk suits. I was very happy for a little over a year, and then a variety of circumstances compelled me to tenure my resignation.
Thank God I kept most of the loot from Barney’s. Unfortunately, for the most part I no longer have the income nor the employee discount to buy anything I want, although I do splurge occasionally. So right now my style is defined by the oldies but goodies that still reside in my closet and the unique and expensive-looking things I buy through ASOS and J Crew (I promise you, it can be done). But in a perfect world, here is a short list of what I would be buying this spring, courtesy of Mr. Porter, Oak and Oki-Ni.
Sometimes I shudder then I think of the amount of clothing I’ve already gone through in my lifetime.