The first perfume I ever purchased for myself was Chanel No. 5. I believe I was working casually in the Kmart shoe department while studying at uni. From dunlop volleys, double plugger thongs and more corns and cracked heels than one nineteen year old should see in her lifetime...to the Chanel counter to be drenched in delicious scent. I walked away feeling utterly sophisticated with my eponymous black bag with white writing dreaming about my next Chanel purchase...a bouclé jacket (for the record...hasn't happened yet!)
For Mothers' Day this year I made my lovely Mummy a Chanel copy (I refuse to use the word "fake"!!). She's been eyeing them off in the shops for a while but hadn't quite found one simple enough for her trés chic taste. Enter virtuous daughter, bouclé on sale at Spotlight (yes I returned!!) a few hours buzzing away happily on the trusty Janome ét voila.....one Chanel jacket!
Madam Chanel...what a creative genius! With her shrewd eye, nimble fingers and characteristic embroidery scissors hung about her neck she single handedly changed the face of woman's fashion. Her use of jersey, the classic white and blue striped tee...and the bouclé jacket. A style that seems to be reinvented year in, year out. And one that looks stunning on my gorgeous Mum.
I have to admit that fashion is one of my true loves. I have also been know to create outfits a little bit "out there" for patrons at our local shopping centre on Pension Day. Never tarty...but a wee bit avant garde. I love fabric, texture, shape and all the glorious combinations concocted by those ever so talented people, fashion designers and have never been afraid to push the envelope. Lucky my hubby understands my style...even loves it (his words).
"In order for one to be irreplaceable, one must always be different." said the famous Ms. Chanel. Words I like to live by. This week, step out of your comfort zone and do something different.
Go on...I dare ya!