The blue dress

Ah, sweet youth. No matter whether you grew up sporting a fedora, penny loafers, poodle skirts, bell-bottoms, leg-warmers, skinny jeans, Madonna-inspired net shirts and rosaries, goth garb, a spikey mohawk, or even a wave that would put the Bieber to shame, you made a fashion statement, unique to you. Describe your favorite fashions from days of yore or current trends you think are stylin’.

My mom was always pending of the fashion although we didn’t have money to buy clothes. She managed to have the five of us all well dressed with our limited finances. She was very advanced in fashion. She liked vivid colours and the last designs. I’m more conservative. Our first discussion about fashion happened when I was nine. She wanted to buy for me a dress with a skirt-pant orange. I was terrified. I preferred a simple marine blue dress. She was so excited with the orange dress she didn’t understand why I possibly wouldn’t like it. It was the color, the skirt-pant, too strange for me. I was embarrassed in it. She realised I was not happy and finally I won. She bought me my blue dress. Simple, comfortable.

She told later and she told my dad me she was proud of me because I showed I had already my own style.

I’ve always wear comfortable clothing that I could afford. Nothing special. Jeans, shirts and t shirts, some comfortable dresses and skirts, above all comfortable shoes for my poor flat feet. Nothing too narrow or too short. I like to move freely and easily without worrying about my clothing. I like blue, black and red colours.
Because of all that I didn’t change too much my style thru the years. A little more conservative now in shapes and colours, maybe, because I’m older. A little more concerned about my appearance, because I’m not so young and pretty any more, although I don’t use to wear make up unless there is some special occasion as a dinner out or something like that. There is no fashion statement at all in my style. Boooooooring

When I go to the hairdresser parlour (not very frequently) I love to peruse magazines and watch at the pictures of celebrities with their fancy clothes, but for me it is a mere pastime. Like reading comics. I like to see princess-like dresses. It’s fun. I don’t like fashion magazines with models too young and too thin wearing impossible dresses. I think it’s inmoral. Makes me extremely angry. It reminds me girls I know who are fighting against anorexia because they wanted to be so thin. I’ve seen a lot of suffering because of that.

I guess the idea of this prompt was to make us remember some funny anecdotes from our early life and I finished with sad considerations about health. Maybe is my mood playing with me again. I’m sorry.

Daily Prompt: New Sensation.
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