A Tire Swing Story is a bite-sized "imagining" inspired by an object I discover while wandering. It could be a curbside trash gem or a message sprayed on a wall. A lost mitten, or an antique store find. Anything goes. I photograph the object and post them together, the story and its inspiration. There will be a new story every Monday and Wednesday. On Fridays, I'll discuss writing, life, love, and coffee. (In no particular order and maybe all at once.)

Friday, November 18, 2011

Casual Fridays: Who needs the fashion police?

Hi guys, it's Britt. 
So as I mentioned last Friday, I've been obsessing over buying a winter jacket. When I was at Value Village recently, I found a truly amazing wool blanket coat that I fell madly in love with. It's got reindeer on the pockets!! 

The problem is, the coat is a little on the big side. Still, my deep love for it led me to proclaim: "I'm just going to decide to be someone who wears a too-big coat." 

Sometimes when I see someone wearing a particularly wacky outfit, I like to think about them in front of the mirror before they left the house saying: "I am just going to be someone who wears tear-away pants," or a Hawaiian print shirt, or a trench coat, or dangly earrings shaped like cats, or Schnauzer socks. (I love you, Jaime!)  

It's pretty wonderful and awesome to get to wear whatever we darn well please. I think different wardrobe choices make life more interesting. 

Imagine if the world were a big Catholic school and we all had to dress in uniform. How dull would that be?

So when I'm out there this winter in my too-big coat, I'll be scoping for the folks in the reindeer sweaters, the leopard print ear muffs, the velvet pants.  

And I'll be grateful for what they bring to this world.

Be yourself this weekend, story-makers. See you back here on Monday.

1 comment:

  1. I remember when our world was a catholic school and my too-big kilt. Knee length? I wish. Not a choice but lack of a sewing machine. Or my too-purple pants? Remember those days honey?! I love you.