Granola chic

My students this quarter have taken to my clothing style. It took one, an older Russian lady, to break the ice. In her thick accent, she said, "I like your shoooz." I asked her if it was too granny, which solicited a chorus of responses from the surrounding students--mostly no, but one yes. The "yes" from the one who had said that he noted my style on all the locals during his visit to Japan, a kind of granola chic.

Since then, a couple times a week, someone says something nice. A's all around!

Anthropologie aims for a younger demographic

I visited a store the other day, the first time in months. The music was loud and jumpy, not the usual swingey French tunes. Today, I notice the website has a picture of this 20-something girl hawking their "Newbies" line.

I wonder why the company has decided to edge their target demographic lower. Whatever the reasoning, they must be doing something right because I hear their stocks are still rising.

New old resolution

(pic from the cherryblossomgirl)

Back when I was a wee, poor mouse, I had a rule about clothes: I'd wait half the number in days of the price of the clothing. So for a 20 dollar skirt, I'd wait 10 days, in other words.

Well, that old rule has held me in good stead lately, since I find that my desires vacillate so often.

Here's what I crave now, but it's likely to change.

- cord shorts in seafoam green
- black mini skirt
- black leather skirt & pants ... to be worn with my dorky librarian clothes (kinda embarrassing to try these on in the thrift store)
- a few patterned chiffon tops, most likely from Banana Republic
- whatever goes on sale at a.p.c., especially in tops, skirts, and dresses ... I like to herald the spring season with a new dress from a.p.c.