Chic After Fifty

In a certain sense, I knew it. When I think ahead how to dress, like in the evening for the day after, nine times out of ten I end up not satisfied at all.

So it is today. Sure, you might think it is not that bad, and you are probably right. But I am not satisfied. No no.

First, the hair. I wash it with the same shampoo, use the same leave on conditioner,  dry it with the same hairdryer, but every time the result is different. Sometime I don’t like it. And today is one of these times.

Second, the dress. I like it. But it is a size too big. Not that I discover it this morning. I have had it for a couple of years. I bought at the little market in Ancona, and I think the seller suggested I had it taken in, but of course I am not enough organized to do such thing… I don’t wear it much, and now it is clear why! I guess I should bring it to the next swap party, and wish it good luck!

Third, the shoes. I like the Mary Janes, and I like these ones; I particularly like the color. But they don’t add anything to the dress; moreover, they seem to take out the peculiarity of the two fabric and the pleats in the front…

Well, that’s enough complaining! I have a small work event, tonight, and I won’t have the time to stop by my flat and change. So what’s left? My smile! I am sure it will save me!

Have a nice day!

Anna da Re