You should have seen the look on Sheila's face when I answered her question. She asked me something along the lines of which celebrity I would want to emulate. I couldn't answer her right away. I had not thought of it actively in years, but over night it came to me, whose appearance I always admired and who I secretly longed to look like. Winona Ryder, I said to Sheila the next morning. She gasped and then quickly recovered her sense of tact. I could not have picked anyone less likely. But then taking a celebrity as a style icon or a model for my own appearance always seems unlikely to me. Is it any more possible for me to style myself after Julia Roberts, a woman much closer to my own age and size than Ms Ryder?
But I have always felt at least slightly gamine, and it's not my fault I grew too tall to be one. Or too round and soft. The tallest person to ever pull off gamine, apparently, was Audrey Hepburn who was 5'7" but seemed smaller because of her slight build. She was possessed of an angular thinness and large doe eyes, two other gamine requirements I have not. The gamine is supposed to remind you of a beautiful young boy though I am not sure Audrey really does bring that to mind. The gamine looks her best in slightly tomboyish clothing, their masculinity making her look all the more feminine, whereas when you dress her up in too much frou frou she looks just a bit off. I couldn't tell you if that effect works on me, though I can say that when an ensemble gets too girly I think I look silly. At the same time, I do not pull off the menswear look like the other famous Hepburn could or Lauren Bacall.
Although I've fought it, not wanting to be boring and, admittedly, wanting to be different from my mother, I tend to suit fairly classic clothing. A little goes a long way with me, subtle is enough. It doesn't take much to look dramatic and I am easily overwhelmed by accessories or strong lines. I like just a touch of something funky or boyish with my classic clothing. I might move in a ladylike way but I want to be free to run and jump and climb a tree, so my clothing has to move with me.
Remember Audrey in the tree as Sabrina? She was wearing a dress. I could do that. Or at least I could once. It has been awhile since I climbed a tree.
I'm a bit old to be gamine, or so some might say. What does a gamine grow up to be? I'm not sure. But nobody can tell me how to feel inside and inside there is a good part of me who feels gamine despite the rules. I don't think we always get bodies to match our personalities. Sometimes we just have to muddle through and find a way to make it work. Perhaps Winona Ryder doesn't feel gamine at all.
Tall, middle-aged woman not pulling off gamine and not giving any fecks.
Just don't tell me I look statuesque. I hate that word and I might punch you. Don't you think I look like I could just do that?