The International Writers
of Dress Sense
Alaina R. Alexander
my junior year in college and my footlocker from back home
has just arrived. My mother has packed it with books, bed
sheets and the most important item of all
a new winter
coat. I have requested that she purchase a ski-jacket for
me. I have just transferred from a large university
in Kansas to a small liberal arts college in Northern New
Mexico. I am determined to transform myself from an
ordinary college student into an adorable ski bunny/coed.
I have already started wearing the pigtails with the skull cap. The ski
jacket will go along way in perfecting my new image.
I eagerly paw through the other items in search of my new ski jacket.
To my utter disappointment, I find a tailored red trapeze
coat with black trim. I groan loudly, because no one else on campus has
a winter coat like this. This not the type of coat which says adorable
ski bunny/coed. This coat doesnt make me envision long days spent
sipping hot toddies in a ski lodge. No, this coat harkens back to the
fabled days of Kennedys Camelot. This garment demands that the wearer
frequently be out in the public eye waving to a crowd of adoring onlookers.
Sighing dramatically, I hang the coat up in my tiny dorm room closet.
Instinctively, I pull out the contents of my wardrobe out my closet and
place them on the bed. Two hours later, I have constructed the appropriate
ensembles befitting a grand garment such as this one.
The first day I wear it, I feel like a member of royalty. The trapeze
cut makes it nearly impossible not to sashay about with my head
held high. I am receiving compliments from classmates, faculty and random
strangers about my coat. Cute boys are finding lame excuses to stop and
chat with me. I smile demurely at them and arch a well-practiced eyebrow.
For the next two years, I mix and match this coat with a variety
of ensembles. Including , but not limited to a pair of black acetate palazzo
pants, a black cat suit, satin black pants with a long sleeved angora
sweater . Not to mention countless dresses and skirt ensembles.
Everything I learned about the importance of a flattering
silhouette I gleaned from wearing my red coat. Alas, I have never found
another to replace it in splendor and majesty
To this day, I still dont own a ski jacket.
Alaina R. Alexander lives and works in Southern California. For more information
check out her website: www.alainaralexander.com
© Alaina Alexander Feb 2007
all rights reserved - all comments are the writers' own responsibiltiy
- no liability accepted by hackwriters.com or affiliates.