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| Macy's carries about a bazillion women's belts, every one of which I hate. |
I am in the midst of a 3-week stint of bringing my son to
driver’s ed classes. He is taking them at a Sears store in a mall. I am in said
mall every day for two hours.
I have wandered into every store in the place – expensive,
cheap, department, designer, athletic, formal-wear, teeny-bopper and old-lady –
and I can tell you with confidence that I don’t want 99+ percent of the crap
they have for sale.
Did I miss a secret class or something?
Because I know there are women who dress just right for
every occasion – the cute sundress for a cookout, the flattering cocktail dress
with the little shawl for when it, invariably, is too cold for the cocktail
dress. Where are they getting these?! And the shoes for them, too?
Maybe it’s because I didn’t grow up in Texas. Texan women
know how to dress. They embrace it, as a thing. I remember one real-estate
agent telling me that, of course, our daughter would need a bigger bedroom than
our son because “Girls just need so much gear.”
What gear?! I wanted to shout.
There is a book, titled How
to Get Dressed that I could read.
In fact, there are a lot of books on the subject, like this
one, this
one and this
one. But it occurs to me that reading about dressing is like reading about
color theory for art. If you have to consult a written theory to know if
something looks good, maybe you are doing it wrong?
My current quest: a belt – leather, with a non-cheap,
non-trendy-looking buckle – for a dress I bought a while back. The store that
sold the dress didn’t sell belts. Of course.
Think I’ll be able to find one?
Ha!
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