I want you to picture the last interaction you had with a bandana, on yourself or otherwise. Was it:
- around your neck during your western-themed father-daughter dance?
- tied to the end of a stick as a means of storage for a hitchhiker? (side bar: is this a real thing that happens?)
- on a frat boy’s head during a particularly sloppy bout of day-drinking?
- wrapped around a raver or bank robbers’s face?
- yesterday because you love a bandana?
If you answered 1, 2, 3, or 4, I ask that you open your mind to new sartorial possibilities for a good old paisley square and apologies for bringing back any unpleasant memories. If you chose 5 then you’re already on my level. My last interaction with a bandana was about 5 times over the past two weeks because they’ve recently become my obsession. They’re the proverbial cherry on top of an outfit.
If you follow manrepeller, the bandana moment is #oldnews, and if you read this blog, you will have seen the bandana look from the F/W ’15 Coach show in my trends post. These were my main sources of inspiration when I decided to dig out all our dusty bandanas a few weeks ago.
How great do they look?
Here we see two ways to do it. You can tie a bandana around your wrist so you can feel more interesting than you are, help out a mechanic in a pinch, and have a little bit of trouble typing. Or you can tie a bandana around your neck so you have a handy receptacle for your wetter sneezes and can feel put together without the commitment of a turtleneck or the burden of a scarf.
Two proud moments are associated with this getup. The first is that I actually have links to every item should a bored (challenged?) soul wish to recreate it. The second is the conversation that took place with Austin as it came together the other morning.
- Me: Do you like my bandana?!
- Him: Yeah! That’s a manrepeller thing right?
- Me: Yes! Can’t believe you remember that!
- Him: You’re truly repelling men in this one.
- Me: *blows kiss, princess-style*
(20 minutes later, leaving our building)
- Him: *Chuckle* It’s just the boot and shoe combo.
- Me: Do I look brave or crazy?
- Him: I think brave but it’s a very fine line….
- Me: Good answer.
I can’t decide if I look like I’m seconds away from hopping on a horse, celebrating my 60th birthday, or pulling out a red cloth to taunt a rowdy bull. Either way I’d say this outfit was a success mostly on the grounds of how I felt in it.
And if the above look was aunt-who-loves-Chico’s, then this next look was moody-niece-who-doesn’t-want-to-go-to-the-family-reunion.
If this dress pleases your eyeball organs it will please your skin organ even more. If you have $30 to spare then may I strongly urge you to take an ebay dip and bid on this? It’s the comfiest item of clothing I own. Update: it sold. :(
Since I work in an office the flannel around the waist is both a stylistic and practical choice. The ladder for the purpose of distracting from the…ambitious…slit. Not sure how effective it was though, considering I spilled coffee all over myself when I thought someone might be staring at it.
Lastly I threw on my other recent obsession which is this coat I got from Reformation. Reformation makes all their clothing out of scrap materials so I can only imagine this particular item came together by the means of dozens of homeless teddy bears.
200 points for Ravenclaw for bringing things back to life. Bandanas and teddy bears alike.