Hands down, Simon Doonan is my favorite cultural personality.
And not just because he is married to one of my favorite interior decor designers, Jonathan Adler. (That’s just icing on the cake!)
Serving as Barney’s Creative Director, glamorous eccentric and prolific writer, Simon Doonan positively exudes creative spirit. In addition to his regular Slate column, he has penned four wonderful books. A unique but winning combination of dry humor and snarky social commentary (which is somehow best voiced from the LGBT perspective) is spot-on when it comes to tuning into the female zeitgeist.
One part fashion self-help, one part Gloria Steinem/Andy Cohen-esque empowerment and 20,240 parts ridiculous- Wacky Chicks: Life Lessons from Fearlessly Inappropriate and Fabulously Eccentric Women is definitely my favorite.
Doonan encourages his audience to throw caution to the wind when assembling an outfit. He termed adventurous fashionistas “life enhancers” because they dared to test the boundaries of conventional norms and socially accepted rules.
I’ve been avoiding white accessories, pants and dresses from September 4th to May 24th every year but apparently, I should have been sporting blue fishnets, a leather skirt, loud printed blouse, snakeskin heels and a top hat to pick up my dry-cleaning.
Doonan’s rationale is completely true. Over the top garments add zest to the drab world of work outfits and uninspired clothing choices.
And what else could serve as entertainment during those painfully long stretches in the subway with no cell service?
Doonan’s writing tempts even the most timid J.Crew-aholics to take a walk on the wild (and fully leopard printed) side. Polishing off Simon’s novels will force you to reconsider how you present yourself to the world and how a seemingly immaterial facade can/do/will correlate strongly with your personality/moods/confidence.
Post-Wacky Chicks (and Eccentric Glamour. AND Beautiful People.), I attempted to strut my stuff to class and events in “life enhancing” getups. Agonizing over what components of my wardrobe went together and just coordinated enough to make a tasteful statement was way too exhausting.
After approximately 3 days as a self-proclaimed Fearlessly Inappropriate and Fabulously Eccentric Women I gave up trying to be Kate Moss’s chic and alternatively dressed sister.
Far better at creating spellbounding interior spaces than intricate and trendy outfits, the “Wacky Chick” phase was over before Amazon processed the shipping on my Simon Doonan books.
These days I slap on my four year old Tory Burch jeans, focus on patterned duvet covers and leave the life enhancing to the pros.
Except for Halloween.
Creating fresh and fun Halloween costumes is one of my favorite October projects. It’s a simple way to save money and ensure that you have a one of a kind outfit that stands out from fellow revelers.
Though not exactly so easy, as I am sewing-illiterate. If only Project Runway included a hot glue division…
I’m almost done with this year’s Halloween costume and will post pictures once it’s been completed next week!
Please don’t judge the content of this post too harshly.
Admittedly an attention-phobic person, I struggled with this topic for the same reason I failed to emulate the Wacky Chick mantra.
11 cropped pictures of myself? Talk about narcissistic.
However, I have a feeling that my girlfriends just might decide to run for public office in the next 50 years…
They’ll thank me later.