A Year in High Heels

Late. It’s a mode of operation, definitely not procrastination. This batch of dates in the book is a bit more enjoyable at first, and then devolves into a bit of nonsense. Overall, I definitely seem to enjoy Ms. Morton the most when she writes about fashion, and fashion history. You can feel from the paragraphs her passion for the subject, and the writing feels natural. Leaves me wishing that most of her content focused on fashion.

The New Look

Here we have a brief snippet about Dior and the New Look he established in 1947. It’s a look that still to this day holds strong, and as decades cycle forward through fashion history into our modern age, comes back as classic again and again. I find it rather funny the timing of this post, as I have just recently rewatched Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris for probably the 6th time. The film is charming, predictable, and gorgeous. Above all it evokes a deep desire to embrace the feminine. And maybe take up sewing so that I too can have a space where I can “make moonlight.”

Muse of the Month – Coco Chanel

I really didn’t know much about Coco. I’m aware of the brand, I know the perfume, and that she created the LBD. Beyond that, eh? I find her to be an interesting character, but reading about her attitudes towards a good many things, I don’t think we’d be friends. I do however agree that pearls are divine, and that a coordinated set of pajamas or loungewear is the height of luxury. I will take a page out of her book though, and put a little more effort into being a femme fatale, and leaning into my own personal sense of style.

Valentine’s Day

Okay, I admit, I gave this chapter quite a bit of a big ole skip. Her section on the origins of Valentine’s Day is sorely lacking in the details of history behind it. Yeah, she gives a nice glossed over Catholic overview. But she fails to neglect the pagan origins of the holiday that include whipping young women with strips of goat hide to encourage fertility. Kind of a major part of the holiday, because it was combined with everything with Valentine to encourage more pagan peoples to convert to Christianity.

So yeah, safe to say, I don’t participate in Valentine’s Day. I also find the highly commercialized aspect of the holiday to be pretty repugnant. When you love someone, that should be evident in every day acts. Not that you shouldn’t have special occasions but I don’t feel like those should be dictated by a holiday. If anything, around this time of year, I don’t feel particularly romantic, I feel like hibernating. So how about we go for like, a Soup party or something like that? Maybe a garden planning party to help us feel like we’ve accomplished something before Winter is over and Spring is here to kick our butts.

Galileo

This brief sentence about Galileo encourages us to go check out the night sky. But as I read and wrote about this entry about 4 days late, I won’t be doing that. It’s still cold, and cloudy most nights. And I live in a city, so I likely won’t be able to see much anyway. Now I’m going to go listen to Queen, as Galileo has triggered Bohemian Rhapsody in my head.