My husband has a special hatred of the 90s TV character Blossom. Generally when he disapproves of a garment I'm wearing, it's because "Blossom would have worn that." As a pre-teen, I loved Blossom. She was the zany, strong-willed girl with cooky style, who was cute and adorable without being conventionally pretty. Plus on 6th grade one of the popular mean girls told me I looked like her. I'm pretty sure it was an insult, but I took it as a compliment. So when Charlie makes derogatory remarks about my Blossom-style, I know my twelve-year-old-self thinks I'm killing it with my outfit!
You're not supposed to love the styles of the era of your teens when it comes back to style, but honestly, I never really stopped loving the 90s. It was the first time I ever felt like style-rules weren't just tied to having your parents buy you the right things. In fact, it felt like there were no rules. There was a real creativity to getting to be in charge of your own wardrobe in the 90s. Much like these days, almost anything went: maxi skirts, mini skirts, dresses, jeans, overalls...
Oh and vests. They go together with 90s dresses and skirts like conjoined twins. The contingent of early 90s apparel I have the most love for is definitely the grunge-y layering old thrift store finds. Big cardigans, overalls, flannels, army coats, boots with everything, slouchy beanies with everything, are pretty much my staples from decade to decade.
I love 90s floral patterns and am forever in search for the perfect sunflower dress to replicate the one I rocked back in the day. This summer 90s rayon dresses and skirts have been my go-tos more than ever, since it's been way too hot even here in the PNW for tight-bodiced cotton prairie dresses.
Speaking of which, my 90s were very much the 70s all over again: bell-bottom jeans from grandma's attic, Stevie Nicks, vintage velvet, big bohemian earrings, peasant blouses, corduroy minis and tie-dye and striped tops and mandarin jackets.
Some things never change, especially if like me, you're prone to terminal nostalgia. Speaking of which: how is it that putting pictures of oneself in clothes on the internets seems to have gone full circle from embarrassing to normal and back to embarrassing? At least in my own circle of favorite blogs it seems to have been relegated to the back shelf, into the realm of "fashion bloggers".
Having always loved seeing other people's personal style and reading about their inspiration feel like it's time to bring back the outfit shot. Can I start "a 90s fashion blogger"-meme, or something?
What are you wearing this hot, hot summer?
Edit: I swear to God that is not my good side. Maybe I'm just left-handed…Also, hilarious headpoof in third picture :D