Okay, so when I created the list of my summer wants, I kept thinking about how I wanted GLADIATOR sandals. So I've been searching and searching for gladiators. And even though I keep finding sandals I like, I never buy them because they're not the gladiators I have been thinking that I want. And yesterday, after the chaos of my day, I was thinking about why I keep thinking I want gladiators, but every time I try them on I decide I dislike them.
So, here is the point of that little story:
I want gladiators because they're cool. They're funky and trendy, which is very me. I see myself as being trendy- which is not always a good thing- so I think I should give them a try. But why am I allowing my desires to be controlled by what I think my style is, when I'm not really attracted to these shoes.
So, while I worship at the houses of Vogue, Marie Claire, Harper's Bazaar, Elle, W, Nylon, etc., I'm beginning to wonder why I don't go with my guy a little more. I trust my style, because it is me, but I also love to see what the authorities are saying. That being said, no one needs to let that be the be-all-end-all of personal style.
So, today, I went back and reviewed my list (which I am encouraging everyone to do- it makes shopping easier), and I found that I wanted "funky flat sandals." Not kidding. I never said gladiators, but that's what I had in my mind so I've hindered what I've been looking for.
Oh the game has officially changed.