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Colorful tights and high waisted pants with white blouse

We are what we pretend to be  . . .
-Kurt Vonnegut

Over time I have gotten the compliment that I can pull off looks that others can’t. I wonder sometimes if their comment means that they aren’t wearing what they truly want to wear. Maybe this is because they don’t want to look like posers.

How I dress isn’t always about expressing who I am but who I want to be or how I want to feel. If I want to feel more bold, friendly, and energetic then I might put on a colorful outfit on a day when I really feel like a recluse. In Michael Michalko’s article You Become What You Pretend To Be, he gives examples of famous artists such as Michelangelo who faked being something they weren’t and in turn evolved into it. Outfits are just costumes that allow me to pretend to be something I’m not yet.

Red high waisted pants, turquoise tights, white blouse, ethnic earrings, and wedge boots from Urban Outfitters Colorful high waisted pants: S.P. II, thrift store
(I didn’t let the high water length of these pants from keeping me from wearing them.)
Wedge boots: Denna & Ozzy

Last Friday night when I was wearing this outfit, Anna hosted a cocktail hour and invited Kelly, Jess and I over to peruse vintage costume jewelry. The evening progressed into a night of dancing over at the Red Room with DJ Shay.

Red high waisted pants, turquoise tights, white blouse, ethnic earrings, and wedge boots from Urban OutfittersXL Ivory blouse with draping neckline: handmade, thriftstore
Woven black leather belt: thrift store

If you want to pretend to be uninhibited and carefree, go dancing.

Check out this video from Derek Sivers, founder of CD Baby, makes an analogy between starting the dance floor and starting a movement.

 Armor Bijous lapis earrings from Kazahkstan and lapis and silver braceletEthnic Kazahkstan lapis and pearl earrings: Armor Bijoux
Lapis and silver bracelet: gift from Kim

Red high waisted pants, colorful tights, wedge boots, thrift store fashion, white blouse

Thank you to Marcus for shooting these photos.

Marcus Pierce photographed by Bethany Walter

Artist: Marcus Pierce


Black satin bejeweled purse: Grandma’s

New Year’s Eve shenanigans with the FU Ladies @ Visual Arts Collective, Garden City, Idaho

I woke up as many of you did on New Year’s Day, groping for the switch to the coffeemaker in my darkened kitchen, my ears buzzing from the cilia-flattening effect of dancing to Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean” at top decibel the night before. I’m sure people have been waking up in exactly this manner since 1982, but the first morning of a new year somehow feels bathed in a different light. I cinched my robe at the waist and braced myself against the cold as I scuttled down my driveway to retrieve the New York Times.

Vintage 1940s Dress: In Retrospect (Boise)

When I pulled the Week in Review out of the fat middle of the Sunday edition, its headline shouted The Joy of Quiet.” In this nuanced essay, travel writer and novelist Pico Iyer addresses why stillness is essential—perhaps more so in our 3G Age than ever before. I stretched out on the sofa, my knees creaking from a night of how-low-can-you-go dancing, and allowed Iyer’s words to offer me some semblance of ablution:

“We have more and more ways to communicate, as Thoreau noted, but less and less to say. Partly because we’re so busy communicating . . . . All the data in the world cannot teach us how to sift through data; images don’t show us how to process images. The only way to do justice to our onscreen lives is by summoning exactly the emotional and moral clarity that can’t be found on any screen.”

But how do we get there—to clarity—from where we are?

4″ Wedge Heels: B. Makowsky (Marshall’s)

These geometric wedges remind me of a design by a coveted label I can’t afford, Maison Martin Margiela

“Distraction is the only thing that consoles us for our miseries,” the French philosopher Blaise Pascal wrote in the 17th century, “and yet it is itself the greatest of our miseries.” Iyer suggest refusing distraction by learning to sit quietly alone in a room, which, as we all know, is easier said than done. But he also offers practical, travel-writerly advice. The future of travel, Iyer believes, lies not in the multiple Ethernet ports of a business suite at Howard Johnson, but in “black-hole resorts” like the Post Ranch Inn in Big Sur, which charge high prices precisely because you can’t get online in their rooms.

Other tactics? “Forgetting” your cell phone at home, recovering those hours lost to Facebook and Twitter addiction with Freedom software or old-fashioned willpower, and remembering that true joy in life comes from deep concentration: the two-hundredth page of a captivating novel, a languorous dinner with friends, the pleasure of vulnerable conversation that is all eye contact and makes you feel vivid, impossibly alive, and pinned in space to your coffee and chair.

Details, details, details! 

2012. Lord knows it has its naysayers, but I feel like standing up for the promise of this year. And it needn’t be complicated: drink when you’re dry, dance when you feel stagnant, sit still when you feel pulled in all directions; ask yourself, does it matter? If the answer is yes, go for it.

Costume Earrings: Grandma’s

Photos by Bethany Walter