In fact, I’d say the other day when the boys & I went to Prahran market and walked up Greville street, we stuck out like a sore thumb. And it didn’t bother me one bit.
Soon after, when a woman around my age dressed to the nines (at 10am) went over on her ankle in front of us thanks to her 6-inch heels, I was little bemused, and also thankful for my comfortable flat footwear.
For those of you not familiar with Prahran, it’s a suburb of Melbourne that’s seriously trendy. Fashionista territory.
And as you know, Melbourne takes its fashion quite seriously.
Now there once was a time when I almost fit the Prahran mould. I say almost, because I’ve never been a serious fashionista contender. Never owned a Prada bag, Jimmy Choos or the like. But BC – Before Kids – I had my moments.
I remember a date night in Prahran with my handsome young boyfriend (my now handsome, older, husband). It was a hot summer’s night. I was wearing a slinky Zimmermann dress, accessorised with an all-over tan and tousled hair. I was also skinnier, of course. (Husband, if you read this, let’s just remember you had a washboard stomach at the time.)
But that was before we had our two darling boys. Back then, I had hours to primp and preen. I’m rather ashamed to admit, back in my early-to-mid 20’s, the mirror got a fair workout.
Fast forward to 2010, and after 4 years of being a Mum, I wouldn’t dream of entering a Zimmermann store.
Perfect for the park? I think not
Not that I don’t want to be ”yummy”. I like to look nice and do make an effort. But my priorities have completely changed. Even if I could afford to buy a Zimmermann dress, there’s no way I could bring myself to now. Impracticalities aside, I just can’t justify in my head spending money on designer clothing.
Or even moderately expensive clothing, for that matter. I now struggle to enter Witchery and Country Road. Sussan, yes, but even they seem to have hiked prices up on everything lately…
Perhaps my outlook will change a little when I return to work, but right now, I feel I’m running out of options. What’s a Mum to do when she wants to be fashionable, but thinks money’s better spent on her kids (or food to feed them with?)
Find a shop with one of these out front.
I have to say, Target has been my lifesaver. Some of their stuff I don’t like, but generally I seem to find something there. Either that, or I’ll grab something on sale, if it’s a really good buy.
On the rare occasion I think I’m capable of splurging on myself, I plan a shopping spree, only to fail dismally and write it off as a complete waste of time. I just can’t do it anymore!
So, I’m pretty sure there’ll be no Prada bag for me in this lifetime. But, let’s see….kids….Prada bag….kids….Prada bag…?
It’s a no-brainer.
Prada bag for sure.