When Tastes Do Change
Do our tastes change"
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Do our tastes change"
Maybe what we like, love and adore does not really change but I have the feeling my tastes are moving and shifting directions. It’s not to say I want everything completely different as much of what I gravitate towards has been the same forever but more I want to be braver and try the new – or at least what is new to me. That’s within reason. I am not that much of an adventurer.
Much has changed and that’s why I am having this conversation with myself.
I look different – my hair is a totally different colour – which means there are different options now. My dressing has to adapt to a silver palate and what I once wore with gay abandon does not necessarily mesh now. Black, silver and charcoal grey with a smattering of cream will always be my base; my silver hair has allowed me to contemplate yellow and camel. Camel, I have always loved but it never loved me back. We are talking right now.
The life as we lived and knew it has taken an enormous deviation. Where will I wear all those tailored suits I was so fond of" Fashion is relaxing as we explore the comfort of our own homes. This doesn’t mean we can’t or won’t dress up but I do believe it changes what we chose to wear every day. I am scared of the “laziness” of the at-home life – it can and does creep up – and I have to fi...
The post When Tastes Do Change appeared first on Vicki Archer.
Do our tastes change"
Maybe what we like, love and adore does not really change but I have the feeling my tastes are moving and shifting directions. It’s not to say I want everything completely different as much of what I gravitate towards has been the same forever but more I want to be braver and try the new – or at least what is new to me. That’s within reason. I am not that much of an adventurer.
Much has changed and that’s why I am having this conversation with myself.
I look different – my hair is a totally different colour – which means there are different options now. My dressing has to adapt to a silver palate and what I once wore with gay abandon does not necessarily mesh now. Black, silver and charcoal grey with a smattering of cream will always be my base; my silver hair has allowed me to contemplate yellow and camel. Camel, I have always loved but it never loved me back. We are talking right now.
The life as we lived and knew it has taken an enormous deviation. Where will I wear all those tailored suits I was so fond of" Fashion is relaxing as we explore the comfort of our own homes. This doesn’t mean we can’t or won’t dress up but I do believe it changes what we chose to wear every day. I am scared of the “laziness” of the at-home life – it can and does creep up – and I have to fi...
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