Not to get off topic, but having a nearly 55 year old sis, I wonder just what Paris and the rest of you think 55 year olds wear?
My sister wears. . .tie-dye at home. Bright, bright colors–she’s especially fond of all shades of purple and yellow, don’t ask about her side of the house’s color scheme, you don’t want to know. At work, she wears all sorts of things, from long, long swishy skirts to pencil pants, hats with feathers, wild tropic prints. . .and the occasional velour, cravats, and “man-tailored” oxfords. She wears stiletto heels or cowboy boots, chunky jewelry, and owns enough scarves to stock a small studio. She has jeans of every type, some vintage from HER early 20s. I just finished knitting her the latest style “fur-look” 6 foot scarf. . .in bright purple.
55 year olds aren’t a collection of fashion dweebs or dead from the neck down, not dowdy, dumpy or locked into “a look” that’s a generation old. Really. That stereotype is older than the fashions you probably picture for them.
Working where I do, I actually see at least as much “style” in the 40-60 year old crowd as I do in the 18-25 year old population, especially when it comes to accessorizing. Yeah, maybe we “mature women” have to work a little longer to achieve a “look” than some 20 something who just has to toss her hair for that “natural” look or just slap on lip gloss to be “kissable”. . .but then again, we have more confidence about how we want to look, not just to others but to ourselves. . . We don’t all “have” to have whatever hair-style is fashionable at the moment, whether it suits our hair or not. (And what is up with the “I haven’t washed my hair and just want it to hang in limp layers” look I’ve seen the last 5 years–on models who look like they’re waiting for their next dose of heroin, no less?) We don’t all have to wear halters if it’s de rigueur for that “summer chic look”, especially if we prefer not having grilled or mosquito-bitten backs. We don’t have to wear “the color of the moment” if it doesn’t suit our complexions, or “the designer of the week” if he makes pointy-toed shoes and we like a square toe box. (P.S. There are plenty of 20 somethings who are not slaves to fashion, but they still feel traces of guilt for going “against the grain”. . .and that’s straight from the mouths of my 23 and 19 year old daughters).
No, Paris, you don’t have to dress like a 55 year old. Age is just a number. With your name, you might be interested to know that, in the city of Paris, it IS the 55 year olds who have the style, the taste, the allure, the glamor and the appeal to the vast majority.
Women rule–21, 55, 90 something. God bless us, every one!