From My Closet – June 15th, 2012

Okay: shorts.
I mean the short kind.
I’ve been thinking about them ever since the weather started warming up, and I was pulling out shorts of yore, and buying new ones. Exactly how short can a lady my age go, I wondered… and what I’ve decided is this:
Nobody’s perfect. No body is, either… everyone knows this. All we do is read about unrealistic expectations of bodies, airbrushing, self-esteem, blah, blah, blabbity-blah… we have only one trip around in this life (as best as I can tell) so go ahead and wear whatever you want, as long as you’re not hanging out all over the place, then really, what is the problem? Don’t like my dimples? You’re standing too close to me, man… Also, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t get any better than this, so I’m gonna do it while I can.
I wore this long-sleeved sheer blouse over these short-shorts with a nude heel to a “soft-opening” of a new restaurant in our ‘hood called Brasserie Centrale last night. It’s “upscale casual” with crazy-handsome waiters in dark-washed jeans, crisp white dress shirts and white aprons. (It’s a brasserie after all.) The outfit was just fine, and I didn’t feel weird about wearing shorts with my-skin-tone heels, which makes my legs seem really long.
So. Go put some shorts on. Lengths vary – find one that suits, and make sure they’re not too tight in the thigh. Put some heels on. Walk like a lady in them. Make sure the pockets aren’t showing from beneath the hemline, please. (This means no Daisy Dukes, unless you’re twenty-one. And even then? C’mon now.) There’s no need to be all who-erish about things, right?
PS – How impressed are you that I didn’t snort with laughter over the term soft-opening? I know, me too. Because on the inside, I’m a twelve year old boy. *snicker:snort*
black sheer blouse – Forever 21, $30
black shorts 5″ inseam – Old Navy, $13.50 (supersale, yo!)
black belt with blue rhinestones – Gap (ancient)
peeptoe sling-backs in cognac – Aldo, $68