Style choices that age women in their 40s

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Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Oh my gosh this is so easy. Anyone who was wearing skinny jeans is exactly 40 or older!

Let’s face it, those wide legged pants are a trick the fashion industry is playing on younger women. They are not attractive on most people and are firmly in the category of clothes they will laugh about when they see pictures of themselves decades from now.

I’ll stick with my flattering skinny jeans, thank you very much. I like them, they’re comfortable, and my husband likes the way I look in them. The nice thing about being older is that when you find something that works for you, you have the confidence to stick with it. You no longer need to constantly look for and wear the latest thing, which may or may not work for your particular body.

Nah, I’m Gen X and have never thought skinny jeans looked good. They emphasize the difference between the widest and the narrowest part of you. If you have any hips or thighs at all they are not very flattering.

Yep, also Gen X; we called it the ice cream cone look and it was something to be avoided.

IMHO, the most flattering jeans for most figures are straight slim.

Also Gen X; I think they look great on people who feel great in them. You’re doing the whole “we must hide the body parts that are not skinny” thing. Flattering isn’t about looking as thin as possible, it’s about wearing clothes that you feel terrific in. That feeling changes everything for the better.

I like skinny jeans sometimes but I’ve also embraced some of the wide leg styles, which also feel good. Options!

[Anonymous]

Well I’m almost 70 and I am FINE with looking 50. JJill and all. Scarves. My neck !! Skinny jeans don’t cut my legs in half. They are slimming. What looks awful is wide leg. All that fabric.
JJill is what I wear to doctor appointments. It’s such a blah look.
Thin cotton dresses make me look huge and I have DD which does add weight and dumpy. But I must be doing something right because men still follow me around.

[Anonymous]

My new dress from Soft Surroundings came and it is cute as hell, sorry haters!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

Age is just a mindset, so keep telling yourself that.

[Anonymous]

trying to look like a teenager

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My new dress from Soft Surroundings came and it is cute as hell, sorry haters!

Your update makes me happy for real. Thanks for updating us!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Honestly if a 19 year old wanted to buy funeral clothes at the mall in July, she’d have to go to Talbots and Chicos too. The answer is probably just lightweight black suiting. A sheath dress or something.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Honestly if a 19 year old wanted to buy funeral clothes at the mall in July, she’d have to go to Talbots and Chicos too. The answer is probably just lightweight black suiting. A sheath dress or something.

+1 Also, the "crawl into the casket, too" gave me a good laugh.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Try being obese where stores like Talbots and Chicos are your best bet for finding clothes all the time.

Talbots is *this close* to be normal clothes, but they just have to do a few things wrong. Normal dress with Talbots’ additions: add a tiny cut down the middle of the neckline for a sort of ‘v’; okay, not my preference but that’s - add smocking around the neck; alright now we’re moving away from - add a BOW; alright gonna have to stop you there we’re well past - FISHTAIL HEM; leave. Leave now. Did I mention the nonfunctional buttons on the shoulders?!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Honestly if a 19 year old wanted to buy funeral clothes at the mall in July, she’d have to go to Talbots and Chicos too. The answer is probably just lightweight black suiting. A sheath dress or something.

+1 Also, the "crawl into the casket, too" gave me a good laugh.

DP, it was a funny line, but it's actually sad how much some people here struggle with aging.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My new dress from Soft Surroundings came and it is cute as hell, sorry haters!

Hadn’t heard of that brand but I really like this one:

https://www.softsurroundings.com/p/mykonos-dress/

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Try being obese where stores like Talbots and Chicos are your best bet for finding clothes all the time.

Talbots is *this close* to be normal clothes, but they just have to do a few things wrong. Normal dress with Talbots’ additions: add a tiny cut down the middle of the neckline for a sort of ‘v’; okay, not my preference but that’s - add smocking around the neck; alright now we’re moving away from - add a BOW; alright gonna have to stop you there we’re well past - FISHTAIL HEM; leave. Leave now. Did I mention the nonfunctional buttons on the shoulders?!

I hate those stupid sort-of-v necklines! I had to shop at Talbots for work clothes when I was a size 14 on a budget, and it made me want to be a clothing designer so I could fix flaws in everything that was on the rack!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:3 quarter length sleeve shirts, abstract patterns, any kind of bedazzling, capris, hip length tops, large statement jewelry, denim in odd washes, ill fitting bras

You just described most peoples boomer moms.

This is my boomer mom, to a t, and that's why it's aging to me. I won't do it. I don't care how comfortable it is. I don't want to be my mom in middle age -- she gave up. I am not giving up.

When I turned 40, my mother gave me a gift certificate to J. Jill. I was like "uh, wtf is this?" I thought she was trolling me. She claims she wasn't, that she just thought I'd enjoy their clothes. I still can't really tell if she was being genuine (but oblivious to my taste in clothes) or if she purposefully decided that now that I'm 40, I need to start dressing in stretchy cotton separates and scarves.

I'm currently trying to decide whether to let my hair go gray. I think it can look good and not that aging on other women. I don't mind looking my age, I just don't want to look 60. But I was looking at it today, I've got about 5 inches of un-dyed growth. My colorist did a Demi-permanent dye to help blend it but it's faded. When I go in next week, I'm getting highlights again. I can't do it.

I'm fine with being 43. But I'm not ready to be old. 43 isn't old. 43 isn't old.

- this collection of thoughts brought to you by the Fear of Death. Fear of Death, it's organic! Pick up some Fear of Death today at your local shopping mall, somewhere between the Forever 21 and the J.Jill. Right next to the Ann Taylor Loft. Fear of Death, it's coming for you!

1 month into 44.
Family member passed this week, and I don’t have anything appropriate for an actual burial in full sun outside funeral ceremony.

I went to the mall yesterday which had nothing in black cotton but tiered mini dresses so I can be in a tent but only an inch below my hooha.

Everything is full white/pale colors summer or woolsuiting. And then the salesperson said “did you try Talbots or Chicos?” And I, then, wanted to crawl into the casket too.

Try being obese where stores like Talbots and Chicos are your best bet for finding clothes all the time.

Talbots is *this close* to be normal clothes, but they just have to do a few things wrong. Normal dress with Talbots’ additions: add a tiny cut down the middle of the neckline for a sort of ‘v’; okay, not my preference but that’s - add smocking around the neck; alright now we’re moving away from - add a BOW; alright gonna have to stop you there we’re well past - FISHTAIL HEM; leave. Leave now. Did I mention the nonfunctional buttons on the shoulders?!

LOL! I'm 37 and I wore a secondhand Talbots dress to work that I was super happy with yesterday. Ironically what i loved was that it was just super, super plain: Black, knee length, elbow length sleeves, petite waist hit in the right spot. Just "ignore my dress, it fits." Would have been perfect for PP's funeral I'm afraid.