2011年5月4日 星期三

jen hooked a couple around my waist

I admired her tenacity and it would have been lovely to wrap myself in Grandma’s karma, but as long as I was conscious, I would never draw attention to my waist, which is really my neck.
"I don't think I'm a belt person," I said. Jen agreed.

Her eyes moved to the floor. There were rows of shoes. My stomach lurched. When I first moved back to New Jersey, I fell in with a chic crowd. The women bought Prada bags, and shopped at Neiman Marcus for shoes. I wanted to fit in. Yes, I was thirty-five and should have known better but I panicked and bought Prada. I don't know what I was thinking. I had just finished graduate school and was pregnant with my second son. My older son was in nursery school most of the day. I was supposed to be working on my thesis. Instead, I was shopping for shoes. I finished my pregnancy with nine new pairs.As it's called Nike shox classic, which is one of the classical style of nike lineup. Two of my friends moved away and two got divorced; the trips to the shoe store stopped; eventually, I finished my thesis. But here was evidence of my profligacy and sloth: Several pairs of low-heeled Prada sandals, some brown suede and black patent leather Tod's "driving shoes," a kick-a@* pair of high, black, don't-mess-with-me-and-my-baby platform sandals. Jen persuaded me to give away everything that was covered with dust.

Then,Air max classic is a high top sneaker that comes in numerous color ups. she spotted a pair of beige, patent-leather, high-heeled, sling back sandals. I mumbled I had worn them the night before my older son's bar mitzvah -- 18 months ago. "Nude shoes lengthen your legs," Jen said. "They're sexy." True, though if your shoes are eating your feet, by the end of the night, you're not feeling all that sexy. I promised to wear them when I had plans to sit down.

Jen asked about white jeans; I had two pairs, and one actually fit. "I have some khakis too..." I said and started to pull out a pair from last spring. "Do you want to get rid of them?" She sounded a bit too enthusiastic.

"No," I said. I knew that khakis screamed, "Suburban-Mom-Bomb-Mini-Van-Wear" but they come in handy when you have to go somewhere other than your kitchen. I tried them on. Jen said I could wear them to the supermarket, which I interpreted to mean under cover of darkness. She liked another pair of khakis with tapered legs; she suggested I sew the pockets down to "flatten and flatter."

Then she set about fixing other problems I couldn't solve: A white,Wearing ed hardy Shirt is an experience in fashion fun. Everyone will comment on your effortlessly hip Hardy shirt. short sleeve cardigan, which made me look like a little girl on her way to Communion, and a long, crocheted Missoni-esque cardigan sweater that I had worn on fancy occasions but wanted to downgrade to every day. Jen jazzed up the white cardigan by buttoning the top two buttons and leaving the rest open, and suggested a loose, sleeveless cowl neck for the crocheted sweater. She thought I could use a black,We can gurantee you that all Nike shox running shoes,sold at our website are with high quality. knee-length pencil skirt, black patterned stockings and some strappy black sandals but otherwise, didn’t think I needed much. “You have a lot of clothes,” she said. “You don’t need more.” A personal shopper who doesn’t think you need to shop? Mind-blowing.

After 2 1/2 hours, Jen had to leave. "But we're not done," she said, and offered to come back in two weeks. For free. I couldn't wait. The morning of her arrival, I combed my hair, put on makeup, threw on a pair of jeans and a blue shirt with a cowl neck, and drove my younger son to school. My friend was coming over and we were going to play dress up!

Jen arrived, looking improbably gorgeous in a three-year-old ruffled black dress from Anthropologie, high-heeled black boots and no jewelry. I could never resemble her in the slightest, but at least she had taught me how to dress like some approximation of her.

"Fashion is all smoke and mirrors," she said. "Clothing can be your best friend or your worst enemy. You can camouflage a lot of sins."Rule number one: Find a flattering silhouette.Nike Air trainers began life as the Cheap nike air max back in 1987. Rule number two: Don't stick with boring classics. Rule number three: Know when to get rid of things."

She asked to see my jewelry. I showed her the necklaces and bracelets I had inherited from my grandmother, plus some pendants, chains, pins and pearls. I never wear any of it, except to the occasional bar mitzvah. "Your challenge is to wake up every morning, and ask, 'What necklace can I wear today?'" Jen said. To help me meet that challenge, she hung necklaces around the necklines of several shirts.

She demonstrated how to wear three delicate turquoise bangle bracelets together. One was what my grandmother would have called "an important piece." The other two were from flee markets in Jerusalem. I never would have put those bracelets together but when I put them on, I felt like some combination of India Hicks and Kate Moss: a little bit British gypsy by way of New Jersey. After Jen helps "edit" your wardrobe, her magical powers kick in, and she helps you re-invent it. She has a terrific, resourceful eye and creates brand new outfits, out of your old clothes. I had a knit, red-and-blue cotton knit shrug that I didn’t know what to do with. Jen took a swingy, black cotton shirt, and put it under the shrug. Then she took an old broach and brought the "shoulders" of the shrug together. It worked. Go ahead and argue with her; she’s right and you’re wrong. (I learned this the hard way when I showed her a pale lavender Splendid cotton shirt I had just bought. Jen said the color and collar were wrong; she told me to return it. Instead, I wore it on the first night of Passover. My sister-in-law and her sister looked at me with pity and said I should have listened to Jen.)

When Jen leaves, you will have at least five new outfits and a mountain of confidence (as well as clothes to get rid of). By the time she was done, I had filled five bags with clothes and two bags with shoes to give away. The effect was strangely liberating. Though I had fewer things to choose from, Jen had given me so much more.

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