Two Takes on Fancy Flares

Thanksgiving keeps creeping up and I still feel like I'm in Summer mode. I haven't had one hot drink all season and being a "Grinch" about all this holiday spirit--partly because Christmas music started in October, and partly because I read too much history. Knowing history (like you know DEEP history, that typically isn't taught in school) can sometimes "ruin" things, like Christmas, because you realize something so "innocent" isn't really innocent at all. And THEN, to transmute the heaviness, you have to recalibrate to a new normal.

We're always given a choice--to be blissfully ignorant vs. painfully aware. I always seem to dive in, headfirst, into being painfully aware, which pro--allows me to be aware and keeps me out of the fear-based dramas going on these days. However, con--it can be heavy and perhaps unnecessary. 

Recently struggling with the question of "is it necessary to be aware?"  and current understanding is--"Yes, but the path to awareness is a marathon, and not a sprint." )Which is one of the lessons I've learned this year. I could write a whole blog post on those experiences/realizations, but I'm really trying to be good and stay on topic...Alex has been getting on my lately for rambling about side-topic after side-topic and I'm really trying to real it in and make a point). 

Two Takes on Fancy Flares
Two Takes on Fancy Flares
Two Takes on Fancy Flares

So, about this outfit. Sponsored by Rent the Runway. Taking a chance on these fancy bellbottom pants. (Oh God, that rhymed, another bad habit of mine...lol). 

I was kind of scared about the pants making me look too short or crazy--which you know, they kind of did. Some people use their dog or their kids to strike up conversation and meet new people. Apparently, I use my pants. 

Two Takes on Fancy Flares
Two Takes on Fancy Flares

One of the most interesting quotes of the day was from an associate at Madewell. She came over to compliment me on my pants, and then said. "Where are you from?" And then you know I have to go into this long explanation because being a biracial Yankee, I never know what they're exactly referring to. 

Me: "I'm biracial--half Filipino. I grew up in York, Pennsylvania, about 2 hours north of DC and 2 hours west of Philly. Amish country. But I also lived in New York for a bit before I moved down here to Houston." 

Her reply: "That explains it. You have such great style. I knew you couldn't be from Houston."

Me: PAUSE. Awkward smile. Shady laugh and a "thank you." 

As soon as she uttered that statement, all I could think about is how that could be so offensive to all the people who actually grew up in Houston. I know she meant it as a compliment, but it just makes me feel super weird and then I get super awkward and don't know what to say. #introvertproblems

Two Takes on Fancy Flares
Two Takes on Fancy Flares

All in all, a pretty fun day with two takes on these fancy bellbottom pants! If you'd like to try them on too, check them out on Rent the Runway!

 
Jackie Boylhart | Mozart & Shiplap, A Lifestyle Blog