A new recurring feature about those inexplicable manic fashion moments when we have to have an item of clothing. Immediately …
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Cynthia: So I noticed that here and there I mention my latest fashion cravings on the blog – ponchos, plaid, penny loafers.
I have no idea why I suddenly see an item of clothing and MUST. HAVE. IT. But I do. I get butterflies in my stomach and obsess over the item. Usually it is something that makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Like… ponchos, plaid, and penny loafers.
Where does it come from? I mean, usually I hate plaid! And why wasn’t I craving penny loafers last year? Or five years ago?
The good thing is that I am pretty good at realizing this is a manic moment – (or day, or week) – and resist the item –
Marcy: Ahem. Ahem. Ahem.
Cynthia (protesting): What? I resist.
Marcy : Shimmer Sleeve Anorak.
Cynthia: Okay, but –
Marcy: Plaid pants.
Cynthia: Okay okay. Point made. Sometimes I give in and purchase the item but it is usually because I love it soooo much or I know I will wear it a lot. I’m really quite cheap, you know.
Marcy: I know.
Cynthia: Which is why I could never be a fashion-only blogger.
So. Anyway. My latest fashion obsession is this cape from ModCloth.
Cynthia: It popped up in the new arrivals section a few days ago and now I want it. I want to wear this cape because it reminds me of my Nancy Drew books and I want to be Nancy Drew and I can do that in this cape.
Marcy: Until tomorrow when you see a tulle skirt and want to be Carrie Bradshaw.
Cynthia: Whatever… right now… I WANT THAT CAPE!
Marcy: Well, you can’t have it.
You just bought an army jacket with glitter sleeves. And who do you think you are in that thing anyway? Michael Jackson? In Platoon?
It’s October in Los Angeles. It’s 95 degrees out. Fall in love with a tank top or something.
Cynthia: Ohhhhhhh! Funny you should mention a tank top. I just saw this gorgeous metallic gold tank/tunic with a tie waist that reminds me of Bianca Jagger at Studio 54. Gasp! I want to be Bianca Jagger in 1978!
Cynthia races off to her closet to find something that might go with a groovy gold top.
Marcy: Human girls. Inexplicably bonkers.