"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities.
I have two new sweaters hanging in my closet. Two. Sigh. I love them both.
Definitely "the best of times," when one has TWO new things from which to choose.
I bought them at the Brooks Brother's outlet store in Naples Florida when we were there visiting friends in March. I was looking specifically for a striped blue and white tee shirt, saw the sweater and bought it instead. But that yellow one was calling my name too. I love the colour and the stripes on the sleeves keep it from being boring.
Look at them. From the picture, you'd think that they work together to round out my style choices for spring, complimenting each other, each filling a different niche in my wardrobe: one is cool, one warm; one goes with gold accessories, one with silver.
But there you would be wrong, my friend. No... these two are in mortal conflict all the time. For my affections. Pick me, pick me. Making my morning fraught with indecision. Which one should I wear??!!
I do love the yellow one. I didn't think that I could wear yellow. Usually it makes me look ill. But this sunny colour I really liked on me.
It will look great with my white, cropped Hudson jeans and my Paige jean jacket, my Tod's loafers, and my huge Michael Kors bag.
Yep. Casual, comfortable, very #retired but not giving up on fashion yet.
I could even switch out the jeans and instead wear my tan pencil skirt which was such a staple in my wardrobe when I was working.
But I really feel like I need to take my new Kate Spade bag out for a spin. I also bought this outlet shopping in Naples. 60% off the outlet price...how could I not?
So it must be the blue striped sweater, then. I can still wear my white jeans and Paige jacket. I rummaged in my closet and found these Stuart Wiseman flats from 2007.
A pointy-toed flat is very "on trend" this season. How clever of me NOT to get rid of them 5 years ago. I regularly cull my closet; we have a small house and not much storage space. But if something does not show wear, I still love it and it still fits...I stash it until it comes back in style.
Okay. This is just as casual, just as comfortable, just as #I'm stylin' the trend in a grown-up/ retired person way.
And now that I think about it, this look is a bit more dressed-up than the other. The shoes and the purse are a bit more "downtown" or is it "uptown"???? Whatever.
I'm all set; decision made.
But from my closet I can hear the faint but still distinct whining of my abandoned yellow sweater. Pick me. Pick me. Ohhhhhh you must pick me!
I still hear it ever so faintly as I pick up my car keys and close the door. Voices in my closet? Jeeze.. I'd better be careful. I'm getting as bad as that kid in "The Rockinghorse Winner."
So..."It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...?"
Mornings fraught with indecision, hearing voices...uh, so not good. Maybe not exactly the "worst of times" but ... still... not good.
And thus endeth my "Tale of Two Sweaters."
"I'll pick you tomorrow, I promise," I murmur to myself, as I start the car.
Any wardrobe conflicts in your closet, this spring?