After reading Lizzy’s ‘bad blogger’ post the other day I got to thinking about which blogger stereotypes I embody and which I oppose. I agree with her post entirely – what is it about macarons, Jeffrey Campbell shoes, Starbucks and ombre hair that gets everyone so hot under the collar? It will be a cold day in hell when you see me tottering down the street on my Litas with two-tone hair, a mocha latte skinny frappucino in my hand, nibbling a macaron.
There are a few blogger stereotypes that I can identify with, though. One of them is having a penchant for ugly clothes. You know when you see someone’s outfit post and despite the fact that their frock is devastatingly hideous, they look fantastic in it. I like those kind of ugly clothes. Bonus points for calling it vintage when the description ‘second hand’ might be more apt.
Now that – that is just ugly. Amusing, but altogether unwearable and unpleasant.
These are the kind of ugly clothes I’m talking about. Garish prints and unflattering shapes. Something your gran might try to borrow from you. My eye is naturally drawn to anything with a pattern, the louder the better. I’m imagining teaming the shirt with purple denim shorts and some obnoxious oversized earrings. The skirt is destined to be worn in warm weather, high on the waist, paired with a plain vest, a denim jacket and gladiator sandals.
Shirt, Age UK, £2.49 / Skirt, Sue Ryder Care, £3.50
Can you identify with any blogger stereotypes? Which ones leave you baffled?
What are your feelings on ‘ugly clothes’?
* Intentional two-tone hair, that is. I quite often sport very impressive regrowth because I am just too much of a cheapskate to pay to get my hair dyed as often as is necessary. I’m not sure if mousy brown and unnatural red are very popular ombre colours.
(I wish I could blame my broken camera for these awful pictures, though I feel like I can only really blame myself because I’m too lazy to take it in to the shop to be fixed. One day I might include these clothes in outfit posts – not together – taken outside in natural light and all that jazz.)