So, they say Baroque is back.
Does that mean anything to you?
Does anyone care?
It's kind of funny to me, to be like, Baroque is back, get the wardrobe out!
I have not followed a fashion trend in so long, I wouldn't even know where to begin.
Don't worry, I am not starting.
I just wear what I want.
Maybe the joke's on me, haha!
I found myself digging out all my old jewels and frocks, of the pseudo Baroque variety.
Just for fun.
Seems I have quite a bit.
Why on earth would I own anything Baroque one asks?
Well, it seems....
That it was a HUGE trend during my high-school years.
Along with monster sized earrings and such.
And yes, tis true, I still own it all.
The jewels, the clothes.
You see, I have saved my favorites from as far back as I can remember.
The thing is...
For years after high-school I would show friends parts of my most ornate jewelry collection, and they would laugh at me.
And ask, What? Where? Why?
Who owns this stuff?
Who wears this stuff?
And I would ask, you didn't wear this stuff in high-school?
I always got big no's.
When I was in high-school (graduated in 1994), everything wearable was embroidered with stones and sparkle.
Everyday was a costume ball.
Dress up was the name of the game.
Does anyone remember that?
Beaded off the shoulder sweaters?
Leggings paired with heavily beaded blazers?
Sequins, huge rhinestones, clip on earrings, the whole bit?
Rhinestones and beading were everywhere, heavily adorning dresses and more.
Levi jackets covered in every frill and bauble you could muster were the thing.
People sometimes wore ripped jeans and the ornate stuff together.
I think grunge was going on at the same time.
So, some folks sort of morphed the two.
I wasn't able to pull all the treasures out, as they are packed away carefully.
But the jewels are always at the ready.
I was looking through Vogue last spring, at the upcoming fall/winter 2012/2013 campaign -
And I almost fainted.
Dolce and Gabbana plunged into Baroque head first.
Baroque from here to there.
With a little over the top thrown in for good measure, of course.
Tapestry shoes (still love mine and wear them), heavily beaded and adorned coats.
I kept exclaiming, wait wait, I wore that in high-school!!
If nothing more.
I had a fun lil' trip down memory lane.
Me and my jewels :)
And Miles, plunking his monkey on top of them, just as I snapped a photo.
Showing just where life is now.
Fur, toys, jewels on the side.
I'm pulling some things out of the closet that I had forgotten about.
And now, I wonder where all my rhine-stoned coats and things are?
Oh yes, I know. Must excavate them.
I can bring them back for show and tell, and giggles, if anyone cares to peek.
I am not sure if Baroque will work on a trip to the grocery in this tiny desert village.
But, I kind of love Baroque.
That's the thing.
I am glad it's back, to remind me to go through my old treasures.
As over the top as it seems.
Time to delve into bauble drawers and see what we find...
The 5th bangle down, with the coral and turquoise, is a vintage Kenneth Jay Lane.
I have the earrings too.
A gift from an old lady at the end of her life journey, I was ever so thankful.
Think of her every time I wear them.
But, point is.
That same bracelet is being made new again, by Kenneth Jay Lane.
How fun is that?
Does that mean what I think it means?
If I am old enough for my high-school trends to be coming round again.
That means almost 20 years have gone by.
What is that saying?
Everything old is new again?
What I want to know is.
Does this mean I am getting old, or I am new again?
New again for sure.
And no way, I really don't think I am old.
Doesn't it kill you when 20+ and 30+ year olds whine about "being old."
I have always had friends so much older than me.
And they made me realize a long time ago that, old + age, is not what we think it is.
Two of them are 75/76 and youthful as can be.
Active, fit, happy, making art.
My outlook on age shifted a lot early on.
When I looked at life through their eyes, I realized that people whining about getting old at 30/40/50 were beyond absurd.
You are as old as you feel.
I can still see a schoolgirl shining through my 70+ year old friends.
How is that for awesome?
And who even defined what age is?
At this age you should be doing this, at that age that.
You are too old for this or that.
You should grow up and act your age.
H o g.
W a s h.
But, don't even get me started on that.
I better go, I have guests coming, and this post has turned into a crazed madness of nonsense.
Don't forget to pull out all your giant clip on earrings!!
Now, if only I lived here...
As long as I didn't have to pay property taxes, utilities or a mortgage, I could totally do it.
ps: random question/fact.
When I was little, I once tried French braiding my hair, and I just could.
I didn't know how or why?
I could just reach back and whip up a braid of any kind, on myself.
No matter how intricate.
I still braid my hair all the time, do you?
And do you French braid your own hair?
My family would ask me to French braid my hair, just so they could see.
Like it was a silly human trick or something.
That and bending my thumbs to my wrist, and crinkling up my double jointed fingers.
Oh, and touching my feet to my forehead.
I was always fascinated with the way the brain can let you do things backwards and upside down as such.
Do you have any fun human tricks you can do? I wanna know :)