Just call me Graceless Kelly
It probably won't get me much of a reputation as a serious-minded individual if I admit this, but when it comes to this very website I tend to browse the Entertainment and Life & Style sections with the most regularity. I know, you thought I spent my time absorbed in the Business section, didn't you? Yeah, I went there once by accident but all the pinstripe suits made my eyes hurt.
Nope, this chicken prefers to be entertained rather than challenged but that's okay because I'm a librarian so I automatically get egghead status from that fact alone, allowing me to coast merrily by on a wave of fluff whilst still maintaining a whiff of intellectualism. Well, that's the idea. I'm not 100 per cent sure of the efficacy but maybe if I keep using words like "efficacy" I'll scrape through, hmmm?
Anyway, during the course of yesterday's meaningful foray into celebrity news I happened upon this story about Grace Kelly, specifically her signature cool, heiress-chic. What style that woman had and it is fair to say that she has a "fashion legacy" (I certainly will not be leaving one but if I were to, it might well be "more cleavage!").
Grace Kelly is one of a small clutch of women that I hold in awe...because they're sort of "anti-me". Grace Kelly, Jackie Onassis and Audrey Hepburn. All tremendously stylish women, poised, graceful. Basically the kind of women who could wear white all day during which they might eat spaghetti, say, and still be stain-free at day's end. If I wear white the chances are good that even if there isn't an unfortunate "photocopier toner incident" I will end up with something stainy on myself. And any fabric even slightly prone to wrinkling will immediately become so in my presence.
I'm not saying that I get around looking like the messy end of a day at the races all the time, but if I manage to remain uncreased and unbesmirched you better believe it's taken me a goodly amount of work to stay that way.
I think that most of us hold in awe that which we find lacking in ourselves. For me that means remaining cool, poised and unruffled. I consider myself to be a rather "flappy" kind of person, therefore unflappable impresses me... as does the ability to wear linen.
So who do you look up to? Do you do so because they are your polar opposite in some crucial way?
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I came across this woman in Woollies the other day (she looked like the sort who should shop at Foodtown) ...she stood out as a beacon of everything I am not - beautifully aged, thin, immaculate dress, hair and makeup. She was dressed a bit like Marcel Marceau - but not in a bad way..with awesome shiny silver shoes. We left the supermarket at the same time, she drove an expensive Audi (go figure). We were going the same way so I followed her, curious as to where such a paragon of beauty would live...she disappointed me when she turned off at the more hippie rural lifestyle area..but I'm sure she lives in the flashest house there...I shoulda followed her just to see but I'm not that much of a stalker. Maybe next time. I look up to those who have aged gracefully.
I look up to those professional looking office chicks I see walking around town, who manage to combine sexy, professional, and stylish all in one outfit and look great for work, everyday. Their hair even stays the way it is supposed too, all day. How on earth do they do it? Why won't my hair stay perfect looking all day?
I certainly wouldn't look up to someone simply because they were 'poised, graceful and stylish'. I'd probably think that they needed to lighten up a bit. Neither are those especially attractive characteristics in women, being simply a proxy for being a complete pain in the arse.
Give me a good, down to earth sheila any day. Complete with spaghetti stains.
Fitness freaks and uber-geeks. I wish I had that sort of dedication and motivation. I seem to be rhyming, guess it's all in the timing.
Those kids on the Cadbury ad doing the eyebrow thing. If I had talent like that at their age - I wouldn't be stuck in this place thats for sure.
@ xLeahx - with you on that one, and how do they where those super high heels all day without breaking an ankle? i can do it on a night aout but not EVERY day. gosh
@paul - well, maybe if you work hard and pay attention then one day you, too, will be able to afford your own digital-special-effects artist.
I try to be poised and elegant, but always end up as a complete skank. *sigh* I guess it's genetic.
Sigh... I'm sitting here covered in photocopier toner right now.
@ Liberry Ann #9 : laughing my ass off....thankyou, that made my day.
I'm a faller, i tend to fall over on a daily basis.
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I can't wear white either or i end up covered in stains as well. My kids wear white better then me :(