It turns out that my gym throws a big party every year. This year’s anniversary party had a 1970’s theme. I love me some disco! So even though it required more effort than I usually put into getting ready for the gym, I was up for it.
There was a lot of scuttlebutt around the gym about what folks were going to wear for the party. It was fun to hear about all of the outfits that people were searching for on the internet and at the local thrift stores. I try to be a good sport when it comes to a theme party, but I’m not big on costumes. I didn’t need to worry. Somehow, my whole 1970’s-style outfit came from things that I already had in my closet. I didn’t even need to dig very deep to be honest.
Aside from the obvious – that I have not jumped on the Marie Kondo bandwagon yet – I’m wondering what that says about me?
There were a lot of options in my closet: actual 1970’s Gunne Sax prairie dresses, an assortment of Mrs. Roper caftans (I really love any opportunity for a caftan moment), a wrap dress of course, and an Altuzarra for Target dress that I had worn to a work function a few years ago. The Altuzarra dress won. There is something about shiny nylon, a deep V-neck, long sleeves, and a slit skirt that just seemed right.
Last summer, I did conduct a brutal edit on my shoe collection, but I still managed to have multiple appropriate options. Gold, platform sandals were the winners.
Don’t forget the accessories. I did go for a deep dive to pull out this great tooled leather handbag, but on my way there, I came across a green, snakeskin clutch who has been waiting for her moment of greatness. A crocheted shawl just in case (any excuse to add fringe). And my favorite Wendi Grant fringe-y earrings. Perfect!
The greatest challenge I faced with my look was my hair. Not what to do with it – big and feathered obviously. But if I could make it happen. Guys, I haven’t owned a curling iron in years. I managed to create a decent Jaclyn Smith/Kelly Garrett look with my blow dryer and a round brush! With a little help from my neighbor’s flat/curling iron, I had a disco-ready do.
My friend showed up wearing a fabulous, red, halter jumpsuit. Thankfully, she also brought the blue eyeshadow and we were ready to hit the town!
Although I’m sure that it would be nice to have a streamlined closet, it is incredibly satisfying to know like I can go in there and emerge with something appropriate to wear for almost any occasion. It isn’t that my closet is overflowing, there is just a nice, eclectic assortment of not-for-everyday pieces ready to be put into service at a moment’s notice. That’s called being prepared, right?