This is round two of the Outfit Adventures of Hannah & Sara.
I swear we didn't intend to match this day, but somehow we did, for we both just wore black & red.
(I took off the red coat for the pictures, you guys have seen it enough times.)
I thought this was a good post to talk about something I've been meaning to address for a while. So yeah, obviously I'm a bit of a 30s - 40s gal. But that doesn't mean I don't appreciate other eras. No era is "better" than any other, for it's all a matter of subjectivity. People should wear what makes them happy and what they feel good in. I love wearing the late 30s & 40s, because the clothes make me feel comfortable. It's not a matter of being a snob about liking stuff, because I freaking adore tons of vintage eras. It's just... what I feel best in? I still *squee* over cute mod dresses, flowy 70s maxi dresses & completely absurd sparkly 80s ensembles all the time. I just don't feel as... ME in them. Yes, confidence comes from within, but I'd be lying if I said a well-fitted 40s dress didn't make me feel like a hundred bucks.
I really respect (and envy, if I'm being honest!) girls who rock a bunch of different eras seamlessly in one outfit. Solanah of Vixen Vintage, Mary Van Note, Dakota of Sweetheart of the Rodeo, and Nicole of Fashion Forestry all seem to pull this off effortlessly, and I'm always awed. I think it's a true reflection of having a strong sense of style when your wardrobe doesn't fit in a box of a 15 year fashion span. This is something I'm trying to work on, but seem to revert back to my comfort zone time & time again. For some silly reason, I'm just way more comfortable in a completely man-repellent avant garde 40s hat than I am in a sexy black 50s wiggle dress. What the hell is that even?!
Hannah is another person, like those listed above, that makes me question my relationship with clothes. Girl will be rocking an epitome-of-1939 outfit one day, and the next she'll be wearing all the crazy 80s clothes she wants. I'm envious of that liberation. It's a reminder to keep forcing myself out of my sartorial comfort zone.
So after all that ranting, here's me in my late 30s & 40s business, and here's Hannah rocking the crap out of some 80s. Sigh.
This hat has some boo boos in front, but it's so dang cute, it wasn't a deal breaker.
Of course, New York Creation.
Let's all ignore the safety pin clasp on this necklace.
The next day, it went to Rhinestone Rosie for repairs:(
The late 30s dress was originally a gown, and I'm terrible and hemmed it. I know I know, but now I actually wear it. It has one of my favorite tags, The Fashion Originator's Guild. The guild was established in 1933, in an attempt to eliminate the "copying" of designs. You basically had to register your design, and they would straight up boycott stores who carried "knock offs". It was supposedly effective, but they ended up in trouble with the FTC over Sherman Antitrust issues, and the Supreme Court ruled it away in 1941.
Feeling a little guilty over cutting off a foot of fabric.... but something that fits this well does not belong neglected in my closet.
Now... This freaking 80s jacket. I die.
1930s dress: Indian Summer
1940s oxfords: Lucky Dry Goods
1930s bakelite necklace: antique store
1940s hat: Coming Up Roses
1950s lucite purse: Le Frock