Part of what makes living in the Comox Valley so perfect is the surroundings.
Fall is heaven. The golds and reds on the trees right now are stunning and I absolutely adore an autumn storm. There’s just something about the wild wind and rain that gives me a fierce, aching joy.
I based my outfit today mostly on the fact that it’s really stormy. But I also wanted to touch on my feelings about ponchos. I have this… reluctance to accept the poncho. I see it as something tasseled and hideous in my mind, even though I know it’s grown and evolved to stylish new heights.
The way I try and view fashion is – “if you’re not out of your comfort zone, you’re not going anywhere.”
I used to be a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. I didn’t wear heels because I was self conscious of my height. I never pushed myself out of what was comfortable and safe. But as I started getting to know who I was, I started feeling stifled by my own appearance. I pushed myself out of my comfort zone and into a place where I was unsure but I was also excited and challenged.
Which brings me back to the poncho.
I didn’t think I could rock it. I would try one on, talk myself out of getting it.
“It looks silly, you’ll never wear it”
Well guess what, Self. I’m wearing a poncho today. And I’m killing it.
Ahhhh the poncho. I’m feeling it. I’m wearing leather leggings with it. And camel colored suede booties. I like the contrast of wearing different textures. It gives a lot of visual interest to any outfit.
The rest is easy. I curled my hair with a flat iron and tucked it up in a clip. Simple and effective. I used Jane Iredale mineral makeup for a soft, matte face, dusty rose blush and serious false lashes. I am a slave for false lashes. Tie in the dark plum nail polish and I am fully fall ready.
The joke today is on me. I keep trying to convince myself that I can’t do things. I can’t wear leather pants, I can’t rock a poncho. I’m too tall for heels. And then I actually force myself to wear those things and all of a sudden I’m superwoman! I can wear all the clothes! Paint all the nails! Do all the things!
To the babe who thinks she can’t, you can. I promise. It’s worth it to at least try. You’ll never know if you don’t try.
Love, S.
Technically that’s a shawl. A poncho doesn’t have an open front. But I LOVE it and I love your whole look! Autumn is my favourite. Excited to see more posts. I will IG a funny picture of myself wearing my mum’s 70’s crocheted poncho when I was a teenager. I still have it, actually, It is basically the poncho of your nightmares.
You’re totally right. I’m pushing the limits of poncho on this one. It does button closed but I don’t really think that counts. I’m REALLY looking forward to your IG poncho! And now that I’m over my fear, I think it’ll be more like the poncho of my dreams.
I’ll crochet a granny square poncho for you….cos I lived in the 70’s eh?
someday you are going to have to teach me how to put on false eyelashes…I can’t get them on cos I have to take my glasses off to do it LoL…I end up with them mostly on my nose!
I’m really digging the poncho. I look forward to reading your wordpress blog, (nice guy from reddit).