Style is the New Superpower
Wearing a short black J. Crew skirt and a non-iron blouse from Brooks Brothers, I bounded up the stairs, brushing past the puppy saying, “I need my cape.”
I was on my way to work at Farasha, the most stylish and classic boutique on Main Street.
Sitting at a stoplight, wrapped in my black wool Alice Yim cape, I thought about superheroes. We know, from The Incredibles, that “capes are dangerous.”
But, my cape, from an emerging designer, made me feel like a superhero.
Last week, Vanessa diPalma Wright invited a group of nine young women to the boutique where she spoke about presentation, poise, and professionalism, P-cubed. Her conversation began with a quote from Coco Chanel.
Fashion changes, but style endures.
After reading Women in Clothes and reflecting on the questions, I realized that it has only been recently, now, while I’m in my forties, that I can define my style.
I was blessed with a husband who loved to shop with me and who gave me classic pieces from pearls to turquoise and red jeans to couture. Like any true friend and good husband, he was generous with his compliments, but always honest. If it did not look fabulous, I did not wear it.
Now, I am blessed with a dear friend who epitomizes fashion and is the original Farashanista. When I shop in the store, she styles me wrapping belts and scarves in the places they need to be and telling me how I can mix and match my pieces.
Style is my superpower.
One of my favorite pieces is a pencil skirt from L.I.C. (love. integrity. confidence.). When I am put together, I feel better.