30 chic days
At the end of my first week, following Fiona Ferris's blog: howtobechic.com. Fiona has invited people to join onto her 30 days of chic, to commemorate the launch of her new booK; 30 Chic Days.
How am I doing?
How have I fared? I am certainly feeling and looking more chic. And I have had some realisations too: a lot of my life is not chic.
- my home is messy two days a week what with tiredness, work and errands, so I want to change that
- diet: I have sincerely worked at being more organised and tried not to snack. Most days I did this, other days I think that I may have had some snack amnesia. I don't eat enough fruit nor salads. I shall keep working on it and keep trying out this and that for more improvement, chic improvement
- I wear too much black. So I shall gradually work in, over a period of time, some navy. Navy and blues suit me
- on the plus side, I have been dressing more chicly. And, working at being chic: it's fun!!! Another realisation, was that dressing chic, it's all in the little details. Little things like rolling my cardi sleeves back, just enough to show the colour of the tee or jumper underneath
- I also have been walking very briskly, with longer strides, and just generally moving about more
- I've realised that I am too reclusive so I have deliberately been getting out and about more
- I haven't read much, due to being so busy
The chic market life
Today I was doing readings, selling posters, kawakawa balms & oils, smudge sticks, and some really chic clothes that my youngest daughter was throwing out. At a market in a seaside village in West Auckland, Little Huia. I did some yoga poses, breathing & meditation before I left, as well as having a smoothie with spirulina, and an oil made up of three types of omegas. It was too rich. I had a bad reaction with a headache and nausea which lasted all day. So eating chic went out the window for the whole day.
I wore black jeggings; black leather-look, ankle boots like Converse, black cardi, red tee, crystal necklaces and bracelets. Looking the part of a stall holder. It was not the place to be overdressed so I hope that I wasn't. But I did want to look chic. I saw 1 woman there who was chic. In her late forties, she oozed casual chic, yet was also somewhat elegant. And I thought how ironic that I was selling my chic daughter's clothes. And I wondered who to give my expensive spirulina and oil to.
I read some of Tish Jett's facebook and website. Tish is the author of Forever Chic, and I was pleased to see that she had some clothes combos with navy.
And whenever I wasn't selling, which was most of the time, I thought about ways to be more chic.