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As I peeled these adorable boiled quail eggs, I noticed a gorgeous powder blue color on the inside of the shell. It reminded me of the ever so popular Tiffany & Co. box I have never gotten to touch. Then, it reminded me of a vintage sweater I have in my closet. I never wear it. It just hangs in darkness day in day out only to be told “I will wear you one day.”
When I was a little girl, I wanted to grow up and have the most marvelous wardrobe in existence. I would watch classic movies with my mom and become infatuated with the beautiful designs worn by the actresses. I wanted to own noisy Auntie Mame bracelets and have some place fascinating to go to wearing my shimmering Lucy Gallant original gown with its underlying iridescent colors of Texas oil. I coveted after my class mates’ cute clothes and would eventually acquire my favorite pieces once they were on sale…only after they had gone out of style. My YO-YO shoes definitely weren’t as cute as they were when they were hot. Some day…
Well it is some day, right now and I wanna look cute, damnit! Over the last five weeks, I have been taking an online course called, Style and Styleability with Hilary Rushford. Maybe, it was a self help course. Maybe, I enrolled to interact with other women who were fashionably lost like me. It turned out to be one of the most awesome groups to be a part of. In my class, I learned I don’t have to wear black all of the damn time. I sometimes feel unapproachable when I’m wearing black on black on black. I learned I can wear pattern combinations without making anyone nauseous. I learned I can wear a pretty floral and not be mistaken for gaudy bathroom wallpaper. And, I can finally say it’s okay to wear my vintage pieces. It is okay to want to feel remarkable. I am learning to peel away the hard shell of what “once was” to reveal a new what “will be.” 
After taking the course, which is wrapping up this week, I have noticed I pay more attention to color and the way it makes me feel. I see it in my food and I then think of how I can pay homage to that particular color through fashion. It is the romantic red in a strawberry that makes me want to own a pair of red patent heels. Going back to my vintage sweater….it is the color of the inside of quail eggshells. It is MY Tiffany & Co. It is my mother. Now, I have to find a way to bring it to life again. Wish me luck! Thank you, Hilary and everyone at Dean Street!
