There is a sartorial movement afoot that celebrates “uniform dressing.” This is the idea that the very fashionable curate their wardrobes around a signature ensemble or silhouette. Much like Project 333 or related minimalist fashion experiments, the theory is that the fashion enlightened instinctively cull through excess, pare down options to what works for them and stick to it.
Think about it, fashion royalty wear uniforms: Anna Wintour is well oiled in her banged bob, oversize frames and a-line dresses. Kate Moss prefers slim pants, killer heels and a sharply cut jacket. You’ll be hard pressed to find Carolina Herrera in anything but a crisp white button down, black skirt and those enviable tennis calves.
I suffered in an actual uniform for eight stifling years at St. Pius X Elementary School. High school was spent in violation of Norfolk Catholic’s covered leg and knee skirt policy. I am convinced that my childhood acquiescence to dress code is the root of my adult binge shopping addiction. Arrested fashion development!
Alas, I am a grown up now. I recognize and respect order. Perhaps it’s because my house lacks order and it is my nature to rebel the status quo. Regardless, my outfit today has a school boy vibe and the adult in me thinks it’s very fashionable.
Details: Kiton navy blue double breasted blazer (2010, check out the link - I scored this FREE at the Greater Washington DC Clothing Swap); Ann Taylor Loft Tunic Softened Button Down Shirt (2014); French Connection gray crewneck sweater (snatched from sister Emily 2015); Joes Jeans 29 Ankle Cargo pant (2010); Halogen nude open toe booties (2015); Cashmere tangerine scarf, origins unknown (2012); Stella and Dot Rebel Pendant (2014); Stella and Dot Norah Chandelier Earrings (2014); YSL Muse handbag (2008)