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Elizabeth Heydary's avatar

Virginia I love your style and you have influenced me to buy the linen short sets at Target AND my friend is wearing them in Hawaii right now while on her birthday week trip! We are going to the beach for LDW and I bought my first bikini since having my oldest 7 years ago and my 7 yo just said, “Oh I like it, I can see your belly!” I have been buying a lot more bright colors this year too, I really like neon. I’m reading Emma Straub right now and I didn’t know she had a substack so thanks for that recommendation too, I love the style of every person mentioned here. Thank both of you for recommending Housemates, it is one of my favorite books!

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Becky Karush's avatar

This was really really fun to read on a bright, clear Wednesday morning!! I’m intrigued by that bra; it looks lovely. And the Charlotte Stone shoes are so cute. And all hail Claudia Kishi!!! And that Wray dress is the epitome of marvelous.

I have a question about deciding to spend money and time on fashion, or about how to understand my resistance to it. This may actually be a journal entry; apologies and thank you in advance. I was thinking about my kid-era clothes. Growing up in rural Maine with not much extra money, and with a hippie mom who hated stores (who among us loved Zayres?), but who was a skilled and striving maven of values- and budget- and pleasure- and anxiety-driven thrifting, it’s like I developed both an allergy to retail shopping and a lifelong exhaustion w thrifting. I also feel uncomfortable with receiving attention outside of clearly boundaried performance circumstances, and fashion equals attention from oneself and others of some quantity and nature. So now, at 48, comfortably who I am, I see you, Corinne, open all these doors of amazing, creative, many-bodied fashion, and it’s so joyful and beautiful, I kind of want in. Yet the LABOR of fashion scares me. All the meanings of labor. The choosing, the ordering, the sending back, the fitting, the pairing, the maintenance, the hours of thrifting online or off to find things that work. All the money, so much money, for quality things made in safer conditions for decent(er) wages, or the money to pay for help. All the feelings, the constant falling short because things get dirty and the shoes aren’t right or the dog tears the coat jumping up in excitement for a walk or one’s eye beholding beauty turns fickle and cruel or a hundred other practical and creative things need the money and then oh lord I can’t even talk about accessories. All that said, in June I got a beautiful summer dress from SellTradePlus, and I love it. I love wearing it and I love being seen as the glorious elegant rough-around-the-edges frump queen I am in it. So… I may never give fashion (or home design, let’s be honest) the attention and effort and lightness that make it shine. It might not be my thing to figure out just yet. But maybe these joyful moments—the summer dress, the Big Undies newsletter, seeing other people like flowers in bloom, my mom’s exquisitely personal style—are enough labor and time for now. A fine place to be. Maybe I’ll make a little pocket of savings for one wonderful thing this fall. Maybe those Charlotte Stone shoes.

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