Today, I’m sharing Saturday style with a vintage twist.
My mother taught me — instead of buying many inexpensive things — to always invest in one good piece. That advice stuck with me.
I do have some lovely items in my wardrobe, but you may be surprised to know that many of them I have owned for decades and I believe they are quite literally as stylish now as they were the day I bought them.
This coat is Chanel, and it’s an immaculate tweed coat that never goes out of style. The Chanel logos on the buttons are subtle so as not to be ostentatious or overbearing.
Saturday style: Not flawless but still fabulous!
I feel great in this coat and yet, like all women, I have my insecurities. What insecurities are these? Two words… my neck! Don’t get me wrong, darlings, I am happy to have one but this darn neck of mine has been causing me some anxiety of late. I suspect there are some other women over 50 in our community who can relate! Why is the skin on our necks so especially troublesome?
Ah, but so is life.
As you may recall, when I was in Rancho Mirage last winter I shared a story about a visit to a plastic surgeon to inquire about “fixing” this neck of mine. (You can read the story here.) In the end, for now, I decided that surgery was not the solution for me. I decided I would prefer to live with my neck. After all, the only time it bothers me is when I look in a mirror.
I placed a “new neck” on the back burner. Why? Because I am happy with my lifestyle. I prefer to look my age because I am vibrant, visible and me.
Remember my philosophy: 80% of a woman’s beauty is her mystique, her mystery, her magic, and her charisma. It is her inner beauty, not her neck, that makes her special to those around her and more importantly… to herself.
I then jokingly told my ultimate concierge that I would deal with this neck of mine with scarves and chunky jewelry, such as the necklace I am wearing below. It’s been said that all humor has a kernel of truth. I suppose today, I am proving that point. 😉
Saturday style: Let’s talk
What perceived “flaws” do you focus on after 50? Or, have you learned to accept– and love– the woman that you have become, creases and all?
I do care about clothes and self-care; I always have. And yet, I have never felt that my desire to express myself through style diminishes the much greater depth of who I am and what I have to offer, especially as a wise, well-traveled woman well after 50.
Have you too found a happy place where style and substance intersect?
On a serious note, as many of you know, the past several weeks have been filled with highs and lows. The trip abroad with my grands was filled to the brim with love and we created memories that will last more than a lifetime. I’ve also been shaken to the core by a health crisis with my grand Noel. I probably don’t need to tell you how something likes this puts everything into perspective.
I shared a poem that I had written to Noel. If you missed it, read it here and perhaps share it with others whom it may comfort.
I had written the poem a year ago, in September of 2017, when Noel and I found ourselves in different hospitals having Cancer surgery.
In the middle of the night, as I lay in my hospital bed with thoughts of her, I wrote her a poem. I saved it for one year and mailed it a few weeks ago when I felt it was time appropriate. Within four days of her receiving my poem, Noel was in surgery fighting Cancer for the second time in her young life.
There is a lesson… it is that we must always FIGHT to see the silver lining; at no time is this more imperative than when things are at their very worst. It is at these times that faith and optimism are the hardest to come by and the most essential to find. Do you agree?
I am beyond inspired by Noel and her dedication to fighting. She is so brave and wise beyond her young years.
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