Gossip Girl Saved Me From a Life of Bad Fashion

I cringe every time I think about my past fashion mishaps. My coming of age fashion sense was practically nonexistent. I shopped at good stores, but completely missed the mark when it came to pulling a look together. I rocked doc Martins long past their exploration date. When most girls were rocking sexy stilettos I was still sporting my docs. Even too fraternity parties ... I have to pause for an inward cringe and an outward gag. If it weren't for Facebook, I think I could have successfully blocked out my entire freshmen year of college due to bad fashion. Sadly, I was completely sober every time I considered myself fly. My worst of the worst outfit was a layered black T-shirt and red jacket paired with khaki pants (because I didn't get enough of khaki pants during my school uniform days, I carried them to college. I was cool like that.) I pulled my look together with a pair of red sporty loafers that Sporty Spice would have worn in the 90s. A guy from Atlanta walked up to me and said, "Hey it's good to see another Georgia fan on campus." I wasn't a Georgia fan. 

Apparently three shirts
weren't enough,  I needed
to add a blazer to polish
the look. 

Two wonderful words:
Frumpy
Disgusting

Spoiler Alert: This was
a Victoria's Secret
Nighty. I thought it'd
be sexy day wear.

Hollister Worker Wannabe Holla

I contribute my bad fashion to the fact that I had to wear a school uniform during my formative fashion honing years. I was forced to work out my fashion kinks during the time I was suppose to be mastering the art of dressing sexy. I recommend that every school disban school uniforms. They are damaging to future fashion icons. I would also like to contribute my bad fashion to the fact that I desperately wanted to work at Hollister. All the cool kids worked there. In case you couldn't tell from the above pictures, I also didn't master the art of being cool. My failed attempts to be invited to work there weren't just devastating to my self-esteem, but also damaging for my future fashion reputation. Apparently I didn't fit the "look" that the off-color surfer brand was targeting.

However 2007 was a golden year. I was introduced to a TV gem that pretty much saved my fashion life. Gossip Girl was CPR to my lifeless wardrobe. I emulated their sexy seductive style down to Blair's headband.

Post Gossip Girl Revelations:

Accessories are powerful objects.
A dull mundane fitted T shirt could instantly transform into a chic sophisticated blouse with the addition of a statement necklace. Accessories were powerful tools that could grant an outfit the right to be edgy and feminine at the same time. Never leave home without your power tools.

Heels, boots, and flats were my new best friends.
I would no longer grant myself the right to sport doc Matins or Sporty Spice inspired red loafers. Shoes were the key to greatness. People look more at your shoes than they do at your eyes; therefore, it should be a crime to wear sneakers anywhere but the gym. Boat shoes should only be worn on your yacht. Flip-Flops should only be worn at the beach. Don't leave home without a pair of decent best friends. And do spend a lot of money on your best friends, you will thank yourself later.

Tailors weren't just for the wealthy, they are for the polished.
A tailor is the difference between mediocre and va-va-voom. If it doesn't fit, get tailor. Ill-fitted outfits never make the best dressed lists. And a phenomenal tailor never goes unappreciated.


Fashion is more than just clothes, it's a look. Thank you Gossip Girl for saving my life.

We all try on old clothes from time to time, and sure we may even be surprised when they still fit, but that doesn't mean we should wear them again, EVER! ~ Blair Waldorf

Every closet's dream

My school uniforms weren't this sexy.

Polished and perfectly styled.