VIP – Very Important Panache April 04 2014
What is perfection really?
Is it a measurement? A dollar amount? A certain color or picture of health?
Personally, I think perfection is in the details. Some of my favorite things about life do not involve money, in fact, it’s mostly a feeling that brings about the memories of the crème de la crème of my youth – this is my idea of perfection.
For example, my old teddy bear. The tattered edges and his scuffed plastic eyes represent a perfect time in my life. My 5-year-old self had few worries, mostly involving how many cookies I could sneak from the kitchen without getting caught.
That particular time was perfection.
On the other end of the spectrum, I do have an idea of perfection that does involve a little bit of currency. Let’s go back to the attention of the details…
I’m usually drawn to intricate elements when I’m on the purse prowl. Call me crazy but these small pouches shout at me from the mannequins and on the shelves, you see, in desperation to give them a good home. I mostly hear these voices when I’m on my computer during a late night digital shopping spree. Fueled by a little too much Shiraz after juicy conversation with my girlfriends, the likes of leather and silk boucle inevitably tempt me to tap “add to cart.”
I have granted myself some essentials that must be stocked in abundance in the pantry and on closet shelves. Let’s talk food first:
- Chocolate. And not a dreary Hershey bar but dark chocolate truffles from La Maison du Chocolat in Paris (by way of their online boutique.)
- Wine. Specifically an Argentinian Malbec.
- Weird fresh fruit. Like prickly pears, Buddha’s hand and dragon fruit.
Now, closet staples:
- Leather handbags like my pretty Peony purse. Classic and a little bit of drama via the bow. Kind of like me!
- Statement pieces from my favorite vintage consignment shops like my “film noir” trench coat.
- Basics that can be bought in many colors like the pleated key-hole shell from Ann Taylor and wide leg linen pants from Anthro.
As I hone in on the details, it becomes easier to define the VIP’s in my life. From my “Very Important Purse” to my “Very Important Pants”, year after year I continue to move up in the world from boringly put together to enticingly fine-tuned.
Yes, I’m gradually becoming the master of myself.
And I quite like it…