So hey Funky Friend I did a thing the other day. I was out thrifting at my favorite happy placeand I saw this gingham dress top. At first, I walked right past it because gingham is not my style.Cute but not really my vibe. #nopunintended
The dress top looked picnicky yet I kept picking it up and trying to style it in my brain of thoughts. But for whatever reason, I stopped on the third look and decided to place it in my basket. Yes, I know this dress was a gamble.
Maybe I was feeling brave, or maybe I was just bored, but I figured, why not try something that’s the complete opposite of what I usually wear? Just why not?
I brought it home, gave it a good wash, and then stood there staring at it like, now what? First, I tried it over a pair of ripped jeans, hoping the contrast would work. Girl naw ‘ I looked liked Polly Ann Pockets.
I looked like I was headed to a Fourth of July barbecue with a big ole’ bowl of potato salad in hand. It was cute, just not on me.
Then I thought maybe I’d try it solo with some little ballet flats.Nope big mistake. I felt like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz minus the charm. I love that movie, but I’m not skipping anywhere in this outfit. truestory
At that point, I was ready to toss it into the donate pile and call it a lesson learned. But then the grungy, punk-leaning part of me kicked in and was like, hold up what if we make it work our way?
So I started pulling things out of my closet: layered up some old jewelry, the kind that jingles when I move and looks like it came from ten different decades. Then I grabbed my black faux leather pants still felt too clean.
So I threw on Betty Boop leggings underneath for some flare. I added chunky heels and this old moss green denim bag that clashed in the best way, and suddenly, it wasn’t a sweet little gingham top anymore it was something I actually wanted to wear.
Honestly, half of me thought, what is happening right now? But the other half was really into it. It felt like a mix of rebellion and playfulness, and even though I had zero clue where I was going to wear it, I didn’t care. Grocery run? Art show? Coffee with myself just to be seen? All valid options
I don’t hate this look but I don’t love this look.
The best part? It reminded me that trying something new, even something I thought I hated can actually lead to something really cool.
I don’t have to follow any rules, and I don’t have to stick to just one version of style. That gingham top turned into a whole style situation, just because I let myself play. And now? I’m wearing gingham , just for today. I am wearing it the way anyone expected, but exactly the way I like it.
Because at the end of the day, I wear what the funk I want. And you should too. And that’s on every Funky thang! See Ya In The Next Post.
Would you wear this style?
What would you change about how I styled today’s look?
-Tangie
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