(Jenni Scarpella in the middle with her two close friends, Erin Cate Howarth far left and Olivia Howarth far right)
Do you wear you?
What comes to mind when you say the word; fashion?
Is it “Fashionistas,” dolled up to the nines, strutting rich colour and mounds of accessories (even down to the local shops at seven in the morning)? Is it the class and elegance of Coco Chanel? How about the comfy slacks, with the soft lining of cotton against your skin? Maybe it’s the corporate power suite? What ever you wear, whether you are aware of it or not, what you wear represents a part of you.
Too often in contemporary times, fashion reminds us of underweight, malnourished girls starving for fame and money. I think it’s time we sat back and reflected; what is fashion to us? Not as schools of fish swimming through main stream trends that are fed to us, but as individuals.
The fashion world has gathered a bad rap in recent times. It has fallen from the grace of luxurious content, where women were once draped from head to toe in designer labels. It has become endless reports of cattiness, drugs, social distortion and depictions of unrealistic images which are disseminated to the young and impressionable. It seems to cast a dark shadow over the once elite, such as Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly.
I see fashion as extravagant pieces of clothing that can tell a thousand stories; its possibilities are infinite. It has the power to capture a moment in time or escape the bounds of reality altogether. It displays a moment of creative genius, and conveys a creator’s emotions for all to see. It presents stories in all the colours of the rainbow, with fine details and embellishments, some which are to die for. Not to mention the way it evokes a person’s desire. This especially relates to me. I’m overwhelmed by the desire that I absolutely must have that piece of material in my life, to fulfill me. It alleviates my yearning for beauty (but only briefly), until the next piece of excellence comes along. For some of you, like me, that have no self-control, this could mean a beaten and bruised savings account or an absent deposit for a house. Sigh. Just think, if we didn’t have to have that amazing piece, we would save so much money!
As the great Coco Chanel rightfully uttered, “Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.”
I love fashion. After just having my first child; a handsome little boy, I hope fashion will transform me from being the bloated, post pregnancy mother I am, into a delicious yummy mummy.
I say let’s make fashion simple and get back to the basics. I think of it like this: I wake up everyday and convey to the world what I am and what mood I am in, by wearing what I feel at a particular time. I rummage through what always seems to be scarce piles of clothing and accessories (no matter how much I buy, I always feel this way). Each item I love like a pet and wonder what concoction I will put together each day, like a witch brewing her caldron of magical items I stir my outfit one ingredient at a time.
And, what about you?
Instead of feeding into the negative and critical impressions, let’s rediscover what it means to be trendy. You can choose to wake up in the morning, however you may feel, and put yourself out there! You don’t have you follow the magazines and trends in Europe to know what the world likes and wants you to wear. What evokes you? It is all about you and feeling confident and comfortable in your own skin. What a better way to start the day then by putting a little more of you and your style on your skin in the mornings, rather than a copied style out this months Vogue edition. It can be anything from anywhere, so long as you love it. This is a freedom I indulge in every day! The best part about it is that it’s a little piece of you out there for the world to see.
So, do you wear you?
By Jenni Scarpella.