by The Urban Blabbermouth
Having the day off from work for the President's Day holiday, I decide to be lazy, to do no house chores, no work tasks, absolutely nothing. I decide to go sit in an exclusive high-priced mall. You know the kind, one with Nordstrom's, Neiman Marcus, and a Zamboni that follows you around removing your dirt and scuffs from the highly polished marble floors as you walk. I choose a spot outside Nordstrom's near the coffee bar.
Sitting at one of their fancy tables, sipping my fancy coffee and doing nothing transported me to the type of Paris street cafe that we have seen in the movies. The problem, though, is that in the movies, the Parisians are all stylishly dressed. Not here.
A hundred or so shoppers stream by me like a runway show at New York's Fashion Week. I see a terrible lack of elegance. Most shoppers are in black or blue jeans and some uninteresting dark top. None with any style or color or elegance.
You would think that the people going to an upscale mall like this, shopping in Nordstrom's and Neiman Marcus, would pick up their style. I imagine that the women should spend lots of time carefully picking out their outfits for the shopping excursion. Yet, I see no elegance. Curiously, the mothers dress their five-year old babies better than themselves in colorful and pretty outfits. To be fair, the guys are slobs and don't seem particularly concerned how they dress either.
I did see a snow bunny. She wore black leggings, a gray sweater, a black parka draped on her arm, and the obligatory furry boots in matching black.
The best dressed people were Nordstrom's employees. Nordstom's has a requirement that the employees wear black. I saw some very elegant women in black. They confirm the sartorial magnificence of the little black dress. There were some women wearing black leggings with patterns, also lovely. I was struck by one lady whose leggings had a black stripe down the side just like one would see on a military uniform.
There were some other expressive women too. One older lady wore a gold lame wrap around her black tunic. Another, and I add quite young, wore black leggings with a black boots that came up to her knees and the boots had huge gold zippers up the back and... matching gold heels.
I must say that male employees looked elegant in a well fitted suits and ties. It's hard to beat the form and elegance of black suits, white shirts, and a skinny black tie. Too bad men do not dress that way any more.
The best dressed man was not a Nordstrom's employee as he walked in the opposite direction after he bought his coffee. This gentleman looked to me like one of the metrosexual types one sees on television. He wore a black jacket with a pale yellow shirt and a bold yellow tie with a blue pattern. He had on beige slacks and his shoes were, get this, a two-toned beige and blue oxfords. His final touch was a large diamond stud earring that sparkled fire under the mall lights. A bit feminine for my tastes but he did carry it off well, something I don't think I could do.
Now that I think on it, it's the same at work - no elegance. Dress down Friday has become dress down all week. I cannot remember seeing any elegantly dressed co-workers. Perhaps they are on another floor.
Tomorrow morning, I am going to dress in my black jeans, fancy leather walking shoes, in black of course, and a plain white shirt. I will sit in the lobby of my office building, Starbucks coffee in hand, and just watch.