I don’t often think this, but for the convenience of this intro, and therefore this post, I’m going to pretend:
I often wonder about the origins of a person’s personal style – mine included. There are so many opportunities, especially in this age, for children to be swayed and influenced. Media, of course (as if that’s not all I think about), sets their entire live’s goals on trying to attain your attention and loyalty as early as possible. That being said, I ventured to explore what my personal style childhood lobotomy icons were. Based on my style today, here’s what I discovered:
Mary Poppins
Not only did I watch this movie on repeat, I also, at infantile age, taught my grandmother how to use the VCR specifically so I could watch it while she babysat. One step ahead, this one. I always coveted her bag, and overcoat. Handbag and coat obsession: check.
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Cruella de Vil
I was always secretly on Cruella’s side (despite my devout and solid opposition to her fabric and material choices, not to mention her behavior towards her peers is just awful), I don’t know why. I think it was the cigarette holder (oh, God, there go 5 suits to Phillip Morris) and her coat (PETA, too).They were so elegant, and I coveted the dirty opulence.
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She-Ra
It doesn’t explain my hatred of gold (or does it?), but it might explain my adoration of structured, sexy dresses and statement jewelry.
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Pee-Wee
Every episode I watched, my brain was all lit up with fantastic ideas from Pee-Wee’s Playhouse. I loved Jombi’s turban, Randy’s striped shirt (stripes!) and hell – I wanted to be Reba the Mail Lady (true facts). As for Pee-Wee… Tailored suits are one of my absolute favorite things, these days. Not to mention a subdued color palette and unexpected footwear that just works.
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I guess none of this is surprising, really. After all, Fashion Imitates Disney, and pretty much controls all of our minds, anyway. I’m just waiting for speakers to shoot out of the ground, and a code word to be put on repeat, sending us all into a zombie-like military state.
…What? It could happen.