You may think that Fashionistas live a carefree and superficial existence, breezing through their days thinking of nothing but the next pair of skinny jeans.
But now that I have chosen Fashion Icon as my vocation, I have found that it can be a difficult and stressful life.
I don’t wish to frighten anyone who is choosing the Fashion Icon career path – you certainly must pursue your dream, as I did mine.
But know that it is not all sequins and stilettos.
Here are some of the profound, complex dilemmas I face daily:
If I lose an earring, and have one beautiful earring left, does it really have to match the one on the other side? Should I get another piercing (somewhere) so I can wear my collection of singles?
If I break a fingernail just when all my other fingernails are nice and long, do I go with one short and nine long nails, or do I have to cut my other nails so they at least match? If I cut them halfway, so they are semi-balanced, would that be a good compromise?
Since I’ve lost enough weight to go down a size, how many of my big clothes should I keep as insurance for fat days? Is one pair of fat jeans enough, or do I keep them all? Is it dangerous to keep fat clothes?
If I buy something, and wear it once, and then decide I don’t like it, how long do I have to keep it in my closet so that I don’t feel guilty? I’ve had a green silk blouse for three years. Do you think shopper’s remorse has an expiration date?
If I have some pretty and comfortable shoes, but I also have some stunning but uncomfortable shoes, I know which ones I would wear to a class reunion. But how about a family wedding?
On the other hand, if I look really spectacular on the outside, can I wear old comfy underpants?
Can I wear yesterday’s Yoga clothes to Zumba tomorrow? They were all sweaty yesterday, but they are my cutest pants and they’re dry now, and they are just going to get sweaty again. If yes, how many times can I re-wear previously sweaty yoga pants? (Note: They don’t yet stand up by themselves.)
And finally –
If I get impatient with my hair, and trim it a little myself, do I tell my hairdresser the next time I see her, or do I let her think that she was the one who screwed it up?