I am going to go on record to say, I will never be a fashion blogger.
It’s just not going to happen.
In fact the closest you will ever get is the many, many styles of Jess, and let’s face it, that’s not about what to wear; more about what lengths I will go to to create good quality blog content.
It’s not that I don’t like fashion; I do. I love clothes and clothes shopping. I’m loving the new seasons flair for lace and colour, and more than once I have been tempted to go buy something pretty.
The problem is, I don’t wear it.
I’m putting it down to the fact that I have lived in Darwin all my life, and up here we dress more for comfort and practicality than anything, but I really just can’t be bothered. The thought of wearing some very stylish outfit makes me feel hot; physically hot. If it’s a girls night out, or the random evening where Boatman and I escape sans kids, I can manage it, but any other time no. Trying to remain clean, and demure and sweat free is just far too much effort.
So when I see things like Fox in Flats style dare, I don’t really get excited. Don’t get me wrong, I love watching people participate. I love seeing all the different interpretations and creative sparkle people employ. It similar to how I love flicking through Instagram and seeing all the photos a day pics. There is so much imagination expressed so differently, and I love it.
But neither of these challenges are for me.
Photo a day, I have tried a few times, but usually give up a few days in. To be honest, I just can’t be bothered taking a photo of my the contents of my fridge. Perhaps if I could do it as artistically as Mixed Gems, I might try.
The style dares are similar. I actually wore a bit of red Lippy this week for two reasons. One, I was hoping the bold colour would detract from my still noticeably swollen cheeks.
Two, Kimba, Laney and Lauren had all encouraged me to play along.
I lasted two days.
I realised something this morning; I actually don’t care. It really doesn’t bother me.
I have a style I do. It’s sporty. Lorna Jane is my favourite shop in the world and I would buy everything from there if I could.
I like singlets and shorts and tennis skirts. I love wearing joggers. For starters the support is necessary for my accident prone self, but they make me feel strong and ready for action. Like I could just start running at any moment, which today I did.
It doesn’t bother me to do the school run and see the work mums in their gorgeous outfits, or the SAHM’s in their casual surf wear. I’m perfectly content looking as if I’m just about to head to the gym (which I think is what most people assume anyway.)
I’ll admit, sometimes I wish Trini and Sussanah would descend on my wardrobe and tell me what to wear, but it would be for special occasion only. My mum wardrobe would be completely off limits.
At the end of the day, you will never see me walking the streets looking like this.
Or definitely not this.
But if you see a crazy woman taking selfies while she goes for a run, make sure you stop and say hi. That’s probably me.
What about you? Do you love the style and photo challenges?
Do you want to take me shopping and show me how to dress?