Monday, June 23, 2008

When Mirrors Lie

Don't you hate it when you get dressed in the morning and think you look really cute, and you're walking down the street all happy and "I'm hot!" Then you get to work and hit the ladies' room, and what's looking back at you in the mirror is not what you were expecting. No, what's looking back at you has frizzy hair, shiny skin (greasy shiny, not glowing shiny) and an outfit that just doesn't really work. So who's lying, the mirror at home or the mirror at work?

Until science solves this perplexing, vanity-destroying conundrum, one can shop for temporary solutions. Here's a little blouse remedy, bought last week at H&M for $20 on sale:

I like this with pants or a skinny, short skirt. It's got the biggest pocket on a top ever. More like a built-in muff, it's very convenient for subway cards. This blouse buttons up the back, which isn't too annoying but the plastic white buttons do kind of bug me. Luckily, I don't have to look at them all day.

And $20 is about all I'll spend on a white blouse in the summer because I'm going to sweat and destroy it pretty fast. Yup, I'm cursed with the sweat gene. In my innocent youth I'd watch, in awe and horror, as my sisters got dressed for parties and agonized over deodorants, and frantically sewed armpit pads into silk gowns. Yes, armpit pads! Think "cousin to the removable shoulder pad." I wonder if they still make these?


H&M, 47 W. 34th between 5th & 6th

14 comments :

WendyB said...

They do make stick-on armpit pads. Don't ask me how I know! I just know, okay?

Tricia said...

let's not forget people, without us sweaty girls there would be no botox! Well, at least we discovered its miraculous capabilities first.
stick on armpit pads - Ricky's??

Lipstick said...

That shirt is so cute! I don't think I could pull it off though. I am way short and short + empire waist = is she pregnant? Oh well, it's adorable nonetheless.

Love the subway card mention too. I have a photo of Hubby and me on the subway. I just feel chic and worldly whenever I see that pic. I heart NYC.

Tricia said...

come visit! and when i put my hands in the muff, i look totally pregnant.

Elizabeth said...

They were called "dress shields" in my grandmother's day. She had them in her wedding dress, and they didn't save her!

I love that top. I'd have it dingy in seconds, though.

queengilda said...

i have the sweat gene to. major ones. i hate them and wish i could zap them away forever.

and did you know that crazy tyra banks thanked her mother after getting her talkshow award (who awarded her anyway! she's crazy!) and said something like "i wanna thank my momma for her perspiration!!"

i think she meant to say perseverance or something. how embarrassing. hohoho.

aizat.cinta.goddess said...

yes..i agree with you..i have to stand infront of my mirror like 2 hours before i go out. and i have to plan what i am going to wear for the next day before the day itself.

Steph said...

I get that mirror feeling all the time. I must say, the armpit pads, whoever thought of it, are quite ingenious! They don't sound comfortable though.

Anonymous said...

"...and what's looking back at you in the mirror is not what you were expecting." *sigh* that is every day for me, sadly.

Couture Carrie said...

Amen, sister! And they absolutely do still make those armpit thingies; they sell them in the lingerie dept. at places like Nordstrom. I once tried them in an attempt to preserve the pristine quality of a lovely cashmere sweater and found them not all that helpful . . .

WendyB said...

I need to get that armpit Botox, man. (Don't use sticky-backed, pantiliner-like dress shields on fragile vintage dresses.)

Seeker said...

OMG, unfortunatly my mirror and my work mirror both make me terrible.
I'm always strugling with my image and usually the mirror image wins then the words my husband tells me :(

xoxo

Always In Style said...

I'm convinced our office mirror is actually not a mirror at all but a large hologram with some creepy looking alien trapped inside.

At least that's what I keep telling myself anyway. ;-)

Anonymous said...

the same thing happens to me everyday...i swear i look good leaving the house and then BAM...the flourescent lights, the fattening mirror...bathrooms are not my friend!