Although Lady Gaga’s closet might be a lot of fun to raid, I don’t think I’d find anything in there that would fit me. Or that I would want to leave the house wearing unless I’m intent on getting myself arrested or committed.
Much safer and more sane to pick someone closer to my age, I suppose. I think Judi Dench is an amazingly beautiful woman, inside and out. She proves it’s not at all impossible to have wrinkles and grey hair and still manage to look like a million bucks. Helen Mirren is another lovely lady who always looks perfectly put together. I’d take advice, fashion and otherwise, from either one of them. But I’m also glad I really don’t have to worry much about how I look since there’s never a lot of people buzzing around me snapping my picture for some magazine or posting it on the internet. How stressful would that be? I just try not to embarrass my children. Not saying I always get it right, but I do make a bit of an effort, if only so I won’t stand out like a crazy person in family pictures.
Personally, style-wise, I’m in a rather deep ‘black with silver accessories’ rut and can’t get out. Mostly because I don’t really want to, except for the occasional deep purple or dark blue which is comfortably close to black and therefore grudgingly acceptable. It’s all about comfort really. I know crocs exude their own special fashion hell, but they’re the most comfortable thing I’ve ever put on my feet and that’s why I wear them.
Black pants, black shapeless long or short-sleeved soft-knit shirt, silver earrings, purple watch. That basically describes my entire wardrobe. I might raid a celebrity closet, but then I wouldn’t be able to blend into the background unnoticed and unremarked. So probably Judi’s clothes are under no threat from me.
Breathing Space 