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Setting the Mood: The Days of Our Lives
This week’s theme is going to be a little something called evolution. And, no, not evolution in the Darwinian way because my father would disown me and besides, it’s much more romantic to believe we were specifically created rather than spawned from algae turned angiosperms. What I’m talking about is the day to day changes that shape, create, and formulate the special little creatures who have become and who we will be. I couldn’t have imagined what my day would be like one year ago, and I certainly couldn’t imagine what I would be doing right this moment five years ago when I started WhyDid.com (formerly WhyDidYouWearThat.com). The way I dress today, let alone, the woman I am, is not something I could have predicted, but for better or worse it is exactly who I am- and for that I’m thankful.
Capitol Couture by Trish Summerville Girl on Fire T-Shirt, Kotur Make Your Own Minaudiere Satin Clutch, By Kilian Good Girl Gone Bad Eau de Parfum, Inez and Vinoodh Oxidized Silver Pearl Necklace
Who are you?
xx,
WhyDid
Friday Frocks: You’re My Babydoll
Speaking of the 90’s, the one closet staple other than an oversize flannel was the babydoll dress. The bodycon dress’s polar opposite, the babydoll allows for a bit more wiggle room with a silhouette that barely skims the body. This style is especially flattering on boyish shapes because there’s just something strange about big breasts in a babydoll dress. So, whether you’re a darling Donna, cocaine Kelly, or bitchy Brenda, lace up your Dr. Martens and put on your favorite floral babydoll dress.
1. Kimchi Blue Tapestry Trapeze Dress, 2. Forever 21 Flower Power Smock Dress,, 3. Joie Bernadine Dress,, 4. Kimchi Blue Prairie Rose Frock, 5. Lovers + Friends I Heart Babydoll Dress, 6. House of Harlow 1960 Adeline Dress, 7. Forever 21 Grunge Girl Floral Dress, , 8.One & Only x Urban Renewal Collared Babydoll Dress
This time Donna Martin graduates.
xx,
WhyDid
Setting the Mood: Smells Like Teen Spirit, Again.
The 90’s: a decade I can get behind. Rather than leaving us with treasures like bad perms. legwarmers, and the hair bands of the 80’s, this decade was the cooler, more rebellious little sister. I always wondered why anyone wanted to purposely look like an asshole by throwing an 80’s theme party. Some things are meant to be left in the past. Like your ex’s and that one school photo when you had braces and DIY bangs.
The 90’s left the legacies of grunge, garage bands and fashion trends worth repeating. Combat boots, babydoll dresses, and anything plaid are 90’s style essentials (not to mention some of this fall’s must haves). Unkempt hair, porcelain skin, and a deep wine pout are the beauty staples to complete your trip back in time. Bonus points for being able to borrow your boo’s blouse. Your flannel, is my flannel, honey. Hello, androgyny. Recall CkOne? Who didn’t love My So Called Life and who can forget the queen of grunge, Ms. Courtney Love? Starting to see why sometimes history is worth repeating?
DKNY Cotton Blend Flannel Nightshirt, $58, Lucca Couture Daisy Print Chiffon Dress, $59, Bop Basics Cashmere Oversized Beanie, $80, Saint Laurent Patti Boots, $1,295
xx,
WhyDid
Why Did You Wear That: I Got the Hook Up
I always argue that I live in the West Village, though my address teeters terribly close to the streets that fill with drunken girls in stilettos and inappropriately and unseasonably short bejeweled bandage dresses and the men who love them on the weekends. Then one day, I noticed the banner (conveniently sponsored by my building’s management company) affixed to the lamppost on my corner welcoming all to the trendy Meatpacking District. “Live Well!” it decrees. If you mean paying six dollars for a bag of salt and vinegar potato chips at the corner deli and navigating through fanny pack clad Midwestern tourists while avoiding the stench of street carts, then, why yes, you can live very well in this neighborhood.
…And then I received a packet in my mailbox. It was officially welcoming me to the Meatpacking District complete with a Hookup Card. I can’t. And yet, I do. When I first came to New York before my senior year of college, the Meatpacking District was exactly what its name suggests. There was meat on the ground and it smelled and it was not yet infiltrated with Lulu Lemon and the stroller pushing mothers who wear it. It was gritty and scary and fun. It was the old New York. But as much as I complain about it, I love where I live… so long as I always walk south when exiting my building, unless heading to Sephora or Soho House. I’m glad I’ve lived here long enough to know the difference and to be able to bitch about it.
dress: American Apparel, jacket: c/o American Living (similar here), socks: Xhiliration (similar here), boots: Dolce Vita (similar here), bag: Balenciaga
Holla if ya hear me.
xx,
WhyDid
Photo Credit: Michael Stiegler
