11 July 2012

Lately I've been questioning whether I have taste at all.

4 comments:

lostgander said...

What provoked this? What kind of taste? Elaborate, please.

wrenna said...

I like pretty things and I like elegant things (the two are often at odds) and I like classic things and I like familiar things. I am willing to spend too much money on things. I think that's the kicker. This summer I was displeased with the clothes on offer at my favourite boutique and put a moratorium on buying clothes until there are nice sweaters. See, I don't even think in terms of styling my wardrobe, but of easy to wear pieces. I wonder what my style is when I look around my bedroom. I have a tapestry that used to hang in my Omi's dining room, a bed from my aunt (by marriage) Anne, plants, a fish bowl (with goldfish) that the cat drinks out of, Ikea furniture, gossamer orange curtains that look vaguely South Asian, a bamboo blind, and a saffron orange Nepalese lantern that was given to me by my Dutch international-school-educated roommate in first year university. Plus there's clothes everywhere because I don't have room for my pants and winter sweaters and pills in the drawers I have. Which is not to mention the piles of books on the floor and on my desk that I have not yet had a chance to read.

lostgander said...

Hmm. I suppose there are different types of style: clothing, home decor, etc., and they're not always similar for one person. It also seems like if you don't have a lot of money, you need to spend a lot of time in order to be stylish. It's less convenient to maintain a certain style when you're poor. But I'm probably the last person to give advice on style. I've dubbed what I wear to work as "homeless cowboy chic." And our last project director thought I was on drugs, although not necessarily because of how I dressed.

wrenna said...

Why did she think you were on drugs? ;)