The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

22 February 2006

Hem and haw

Lisa Armstrong, in the March Harper's Bazaar:

I've been searching to replicate the Perfect Dress. Partly because, in case you haven't noticed, the dress is this season's biggest news and partly because I've reached that point of self-knowledge at which all of us born between 1960 and 1980 need to arrive, preferably sooner than later: (1) Dresses don't have to be a sellout of all your (post)feminist principles or, heaven forbid, girly, and (2) there is in fact a happy path to tread between looking like an Olsen twin and looking like Marmee March from Little Women.

My immediate response was "Migod, I should hope so": one doesn't have to appear motherly to look grown-up. At least, one shouldn't. And that's a heck of a wide range, 1960 to 1980; under that strange half-your-age-plus-seven rule, I could theoretically be browsing sixty-five percent of that group.

Still, I have some ideas about the Perfect Dress: it might be, though it doesn't have to be, black; its hemline is neither too high nor too low; and it has the curious property of imparting to its wearer the feeling of being Helen, hell on wheels. (Any explanation beyond "Because it makes me look incredible" is superfluous.) If you own one such, I hope some day to see you in it.

Posted at 7:16 AM to Rag Trade


I think the "need to arrive" for us ladies in that group is as thus:

Just because the 14 year olds can't remember the 80's, doesn't mean that us grown-ups need to repeat the same fashion-crimes against humanity that we witnessed in younger days.

Posted by: aldahlia at 5:39 PM on 23 February 2006