Coco Chanel once said, “A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous”. There’s nothing like a conversation on women’s nudity and sexual expression to form fierce style opinion. You either admired Kendall Jenner’s dress at The Fashion Awards, thinking her daring and confident, or you shuddered in disapproval. My biggest style fails have seen me in minuscule fabric, tightly fitted.
Never have I called myself fashionable. Until creating The Style of Laura Jane and establishing myself on Instagram, I think I’ve collected style compliments that extend no more than my eight fingers. Describing me as such is like describing a restaurant’s kitchen as cold, in the midst of cooking.
In history, a woman’s body has revolutionised fashion. The 60’s mini skirt, Chanel’s little black dress – Jennifer Lopez’s green Versace dress worn at the 42nd Grammy Awards, and not forgetting when Elizabeth Hurley also wore a Versace creation known as the safety-pin dress. A lack of clothing often makes the clothing. However, there’s a reason Audrey Hepburn is a style icon and Marilyn Monroe or Sophia Loren, a sex symbol.
Mixing sexy and fashionable
Fashion rarely accommodates skin, unless a woman is ‘androgynous’ and flat-chested enough to show nipple. Fall clothing is classic, summer clothing is whatever doesn’t make us feel hot as we wander outside. It seems sex and style are two big to both dominate. Even if a woman is as trendy as Carrie Bradshaw, her look will always categorise itself in a section. Yes, you can look sexy and stylish, though if people notice your body more than your clothing, opinions will divide.
As a late developer, I had dangly arms, a flat chest and huge legs in comparison. Only in the last few years have I gained enough confidence to appreciate my figure and be okay with showing that. Embracing my sexuality, I suppose. Looking back in the cliched December way, my ultimate style fails have occurred in my most confident hours.
The times I wore a crop top with an unflattering cut that made me look bloated, the moments I wore hot pants or shorts that rivalled the length of large knickers, and those flimsy fabrics which cheaply ride-up with every mere movement. I wish these clothing mistakes were made years ago – how I could blame my teenage confusion.
On my post: The Blurred Lines of Feminism and Nudity, I discussed the issue females face when stereotyped due to their outfit choices. How women ourselves are more likely to criticise first when a female is showing skin. I’ve thought vastly about my representation and what my clothing pieces emphasise. I always believed I liked the idea of being a leaf on an overtly sexy tree. My idea of what sexy is, is changing.
Take this outfit for example. I felt sexy wearing it, because this all-black ensemble shows my figure classically and naturally. It doesn’t feel too forced. Faux-leather is perfection now – no ironing necessary. This skirt is from Monki and the jumper is from Mango. I’m not sure whether the glasses make me appear more intelligent or ridiculous as they have zero lenses – discovered them at a ‘party shop’.
I am a feminist and always think women and men should wear what they feel comfortable in. Our individual opinions do not matter as our short-lived lives deserve what happiness they can build. Nevertheless, you won’t spot me at a nudist beach. My biggest style fails involved no clothes, and so I’m happy to wrap up and layer this winter – maybe with a crop-top underneath.
What are some of your biggest style fails? Do you prefer fall or summer dressing, and how much has your style changed this past year?