Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts

Monday, May 24, 2010

Fashion Good Cop, Fashion Bad Cop

My girlfriend once said to me that I almost never wear a shirt-and-jeans combo. And that was the first time I noticed that yeah, she’s right! I don’t know if I’m fashion forward or backward, but I’ve long realised that being a Muslim girl who wears a hijab I have always had issues when it comes to fashion-
1. Vogue is not entirely reliable. I mean, if the season’s ‘in’ item is a pair of hotpants, that’s not exactly helpful is it?
2. All those beautiful Zara miniskirts and Prada dresses are look-but-don’t-touch items
3. People have fashion muses- Katy Perry, Nicole Kidman, Gwen Stefani etc. How about fashion icons who wear headscarves? None.
But then when I was raised as a child my mother has always reminded me that I should never limit my fashion access just because I am the Muslim girl with certain limitations in terms of dressing codes. Work with what you’ve got. It’s like how Eva Longoria would have to work with her short height, or how Jennifer Lopez would have to work with her extra curves. It’s really just the same concept.
And when you think about it, it’s so much better to not have a fashion muse! It means you don’t need to live up to any expectations. You are now the trendsetter. I have always loved clothes. I would eat friggin instant noodles for weeks if it means getting a dress I like. And why shouldn’t I buy a dress? Improvise. If you get a nice dress alter it shorter so you could wear it with opaque tights or dark skinny jeans. If it’s sleeveless find a cute bolero or a shorter jacket that fits really nicely on you and you’re good to go. The shoes will ALWAYS make the look. Great top, good pants, ugly shoes? Ugh. And the headscarves. As a Muslim woman you wear the hijab just as much you wear your tops so the rule of thumb is YOU MUST HAVE AS MUCH SCARVES AS YOU HAVE CLOTHES. I now own no less than 20 scarves. And no matter what people say you must try to never wear black or white hijabs (unless of course it perfectly matches the top). Those colours read ‘I can not be bothered’. If you don’t care about yourself, why should everyone else care about you?
The most important thing to remember is whether you are a Muslim girl wearing hijabs or a Vegas table dancer, the basic rules of fashion is the same. Here I’m listing down the basic rules and how it applies to scarf-wearing women-
1. When wearing baju kurung, your underwear and bra MUST completely support everything. Bra lines that show on your chest when wearing thin/fine-fabric baju kurung is just downright tacky (and it shows you’re trying to slut it up with the national dress. Have some respect!). And the baju kurung should always cut nicely at your knees or slightly above it, and the armpits should be close to your own armpit measurements, otherwise no one will know where your ass/waist/boobs are and people will think you steal other people’s clothes that are not your size.
2. G-strings are out the window. Wear seamless or boxers instead. Sitting on the floor with your head covered but you butt crack showing and your thong riding up your jeans? Not classy.
3. Nothing good can come, and I repeat nothing, can come from looking like a walking eggplant. That means to say if you’re wearing strong colours like purple, yellow and orange, do not opt to wear them too matchy-matchy (say, yellow pants, yellow top, yellow scarf). Add another splash of colour, like maybe a clashing-coloured handbag or scarves with different-coloured pattern.
4. If you go tight up, go big down. Tight down, go big up. For example flowy capri pants with a nice shirt that fits. Or a hobo flowery blouse with slim fit jeans. It keeps modesty intact, while style is balanced.
5. If wanting to wear a dress, remember that when wearing pants with dresses, the dress must always cut above the knee. Or else it will look like the dress doesn’t belong there.
6. When faced with the sudden sadness that you can never wear that glittery disco sleeveless top, remember that actually, really, there is nothing that you cannot wear. Find a good leather jacket or fitted jacket/bolero, some super high heels and you look better than Ke$ha already, honey.
7. Yes. It is a fact that being a Muslim girl with a love for fashion will always cost more $$$. You will always need to invest on pieces. You can’t just throw on a dress and shake your hair. It will always have to be a combination of dresses, overcoat/jackets, good pants that really fit your body, gorgeous expensive scarves and nice shoes. Face it. Swallow it. Embrace it.
8. When you look at a piece of clothing, don’t think “Ah, I can’t wear that”. Instead think “Okay, how can I wear this to fit MY needs?” Like knee high boots. You can never wear them with mini skirts like Kate Moss, but you can certainly wear them over skinny jeans like Gisele Bundchen.
9. Makeup, makeup, makeup. Solves almost everything.

Monday, April 2, 2007

Why Boots Always Win Over Books

I woke up as usual today. Had my pancakes and cereal, then headed off to finish some last minute assignments. God knows why the hell did I chose this course for college anyway. The lecturers assume that we're some kind of assignment machines, and even if I am a machine, all my screws will be popping out by now.

So i walked back home from college after sending in the papers, and then my alter ego started to kick in. If I have one choice, one free choice, to do whatever it is that I want now and not worry about the consquences, what will I do? Well, for starters, I'd drop the course immediately, since I wouldn't have to worry about my scholarship any longer. Then I'd put down my hair, put a nice top on, comfortable pumps, and go out shopping like mad, because I wouldn't have to worry about my bank account. Then I'll go out dancing the whole night in the city, since that's what I've always loved doing, without worrying that my mom would kill me, bring me to life, and kill me again.

See? The path I've so chosen is not even this close to the path that I've always wanted to go. Regrets? We all have them. But really, regrets won't get you anywhere. I wouldn't just sit by the drain and sulk at my fate, but I will have to live it instead. Not everyone's lucky. Not everyone is born with a credit card stuffed in her mouth, or the fantasy life that we all secretly have at the back of our minds.

People think I'm blessed. I have a considerably stable family. I say that because I don't like the superficial statement. I have a loving family, my parents are the best. The best as compared to what? A deranged prosecutor? It's superficial. My parents are good parents, and I'm grateful for my family. I think my life could actually be used for a 'good life' advertisement. Raised well. Boarding school. Good college. Bright future. I'm probably the girl that has it all. But when I'm here, when I'm breathing it all in, the success, the pride, I feel... kind of bored.

Bored. Yeah, that's probably the most accurate way of saying it. I found this boring, boring girl who lives a planned life. Grow up, live, work, then die. What happened to Mia Thermopolis, whose world was changed when she became royalty? Or Haley Scott, who got married with a highschool sweetheart and went on a concert tour? Or Elle Woods, who got to law school and fashion school at the same time? They seemed to have those things that I've been looking for, excitement. Adventure. Drama.

So why would boots win? Because if I could, I would walk by the London Bridge at night with another person in my Christian Dior boots. I would wear my ugg boots and enjoy the scenery of the Alps mountain while sitting on a large rock with a tea in my hand. I would smile by the Eiffel Tower in my Chanel boots when I find out that he's the one, just by looking at his smile. And I would walk by Saks Fifth venue with shopping bags all over the place and my Coach ankle boots intact.
Life is short, that's the typical thing that we would say. I want to do things, lots of things. But not anything wrongly extreme. There's a reason why religion limits your words and actions, and I am a huge believer in that. So as I'm sitting here, with my assignments all over the place, my exams coming around the corner, and my social calendar full with unwilling events, I'm wondering, when can I do something?