Charlie’s class is responsible for the school store this year; a couple of weeks ago, they did a little skit to announce the store’s opening. Charlie had one line (I believe it was, “I need a gel pen!”) and he was very excited.
I asked if I could stay for the morning assembly and see the skit, because gel pens! Who wouldn’t want to see that? Charlie thought about it and said, “Ok, you can stay. But try to make yourself COMPLETELY UNNOTICEABLE.”
(Emphasis his. Seriously.)
Welcome to middle school, Moms! Don’t do anything to draw attention to yourself. Ever. (Nothing ever changes.)
Of course, since Charlie announced that I need to be COMPLETELY UNNOTICEABLE, I’ve been making an extra effort to put together super fun outfits that include lots of color and ideally a print. Or two! Because if you think I’m going to relive the middle school fade-into-the-walls thing you are wrong.
(Charlie has expressed some skepticism about my printed pants. Especially the pink ones. I believe his actual words were, “Send those back. Mom. They’re not working for you.”)
Sadly, Charlie and I both missed the Monday assembly and his class’s skit because he had strep throat. Fortunately I have had to be at school during the day multiple times since then and thus have had plenty of opportunities to be whatever the opposite of completely unnoticeable is. Go me.
This morning, while I was mulling what today’s crazy prints-and-color combination would be, I came across this at Refinery29: “J.Crew president and executive creative director Jenna Lyons has some straightforward wardrobe advice for you: Don’t overthink it. You’ll just complicate a process that’s meant to be fun and inspiring. ‘The overthinking doesn’t go well; the quicker out the door the better,’ she told British Vogue. Her one rule for dressing? You guessed it. There aren’t any.”
Amen. I love that. And I totally believe it. Sometimes the most fun I have during the day is picking out my outfit. (I know, sad, right?) And while really do feel inspired by my closet, Charlie’s edict also has me thinking about the extent to which our style choices are mandated by context. As much as I love Lyons’ style, I know it wouldn’t work for me; I can’t throw on a pair of silk pants on a random Tuesday, and there’s no way I’m wearing heels with sweatpants, ever.
But that idea of thinking less and getting dressed faster? I love that. The only thing I’m not willing to do is be unnoticeable.
Again: Sorry, Charlie.