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January 31, 2006

Self portrait tuesday - the fashion sense runs in the family

spt jan 31 06

When my granddad died almost eleven years ago, my grandma gave me a bag of some of his polyester trousers to cut up. These ones I kept, because she said they had been his favourite pair, and the other ones became strips for a braid rug (that I'm still working on, but I'm going to make it a priority this summer to get it done).

My granddad had a blue cardigan that he often wore with a red golf shirt underneath, and although I don't know if he ever would have paired that with these plaid trousers, I always imagine him dressed that way. He's quite possibly where I got my innate ability to always choose the items that clash the most.

I've been hanging on to these trousers all this time, unable to cut them up or throw them out but unable to wear them as well, because I care too much about how my butt looks and the fit was. . . well, not very flattering. So this morning I finally hit on a solution: I cut the trousers off just below the crotch and slid the whole thing up, resulting in a calf-length skirt that maybe hugs my butt a little too tightly, but that's still preferable to the diaper look. I'm wearing it today, with a belt that used to be my dad's.

Posted by jodi at January 31, 2006 10:56 AM | categories:  self portrait tuesday

Comments

Are you wearing one trouser-leg? OMG, I would be lucky if I could do anything like that with a circus tent.

Would rather see the whole pic tho--so we could get a true sense of your fashion sense. ;-)

Posted by: Sandy at January 31, 2006 11:26 AM

Simply inspired!

Posted by: NWJR at January 31, 2006 12:25 PM

It's a great plaid, and a good belt, too. (I don't get what you did, though -- how could you cut pants at the crotch to make a calf-length skirt?) I love the grandpa-combo of cardigan with golf shirt, especially in different (primary!) colours.

Posted by: alison at January 31, 2006 02:30 PM

I love clothes that are emotionally significant like that.

I have a great big old burnt orange cardigan that my grandmother knit for my father. It looks like hell on me, but I love it anyway.

Posted by: Snowball at January 31, 2006 02:37 PM

Plaid is my favourite colour.

Posted by: Julia at January 31, 2006 06:39 PM