I'm not the most fashionable dresser.
Yeah, you've probably noticed.
I think/hope I'm not the worst dressed on the block, but I know I'm not the best. I don't flip through fashion mags, and I don't buy high-end clothing or even their cheaper knock-offs. I like to think I dress neatly but conservatively, in clothes that fit my body type. But as for a pair of skinny jeans? I couldn't bring myself to take them any further than the dressing room.
Amid all of the excitement of moving to New York two and a half years ago, I must admit I was worried about my clothes. Hey, I may not spend much time on my wardrobe, but I'm still a girl. I knew the city wasn't completely filled with Carrie Bradshaw wannabees-- more like 50 percent, right? As I quickly found out, it's much, much less. In fact, practically non-existent in most neighborhoods and exactly all of the restaurants and bars I frequent. Clans stick to their own, I guess, and I'm not in with the Vogue crowd.
I remember the exact moment I knew I was going to fit in just fine. I was coming into the city one August day from LaGuardia by myself -- Paul had flown in earlier in the day for the job interview that eventually brought us here -- and I noticed a girl about my age in a simple dress that I can only describe as bohemian hipster. I can't even remember what it looked like, but I do remember thinking that she had the same tired damn-it-all expression I would have used on a hot, humid, below-average morning in Ohio. Heck, there are so many Midwestern transplants in New York, that she might have been from Ohio.
In any case, my point is this: this girl made me realize that New York is just another city. It's buildings are a little taller and its inhabitants live a little closer, but everyone's still just trying to get on with their lives. There's just better food in New York to help us do it.
I don't shop at Barney's or Bloomingdale's. I still wear sneakers far too often and heels far too little. But I don't feel out of place. I'm just a grain of sand in the fashion mecca of New York, and that's okay by me.