When Chris and I first started working with Flosites, the web design company who is designing our new website, the first thing we had to do was answer a huge questionnaire on our style, complete with pictures.Â That way, the web designers could get a feel for what we liked and preferred and what would work for our new site.
I knew right away what style I wanted.Â I wanted my whole website – no, my whole being – to emulate Anthropologie.Â It’s one of my favorite, favorite stores.Â I love everything in there.Â I love their oddly chic clothes, their old fashioned and still hip home accessories, their trendy and yet classic hobo bags.Â Everything about that store’s style makes my heart sing.Â I could spend hours in there redesigning and redesigning every compartment of my entire life.
But after spending more time getting to know us through our blog and the rest of our questionnaire, the Flosites designers came back with a harsh reality.
Anthropologie wasn’t really my style.
At first, I wanted to argue.Â To insist.Â I WAS THAT STORE.Â If I was a style, that would be the style I was.Â But when I thought harder about it, I sort of saw where they were coming from.Â And the glaring fact that brought me back to my senses was that no matter how much I loved that store, no matter how many catalogs I dog-eared, or how many imaginary shopping carts I filled online, I had never bought anything at Anthropologie.
Well, that’s not really true.Â One time I bought one little black dress because I was out of town for a bachelorette party and I realized that my dress for our big night out with the bride looked more like a church dress compared to everyone else, so I splurged and bought a brand new dress there in Anthropologie while we were all out shopping.Â But I only wore it that one weekend and since then it has hung in my closet, untouched.
(That’s me on the far right with the green clutch.)
Maybe those web designers knew what they were talking about after all.Â Darn it.
It ended up being the right choice by Flosites because the look they came up with instead was spot-on perfect and I can’t wait to launch the new site in the next few weeks.Â If I were a website, this is the website I would be.Â It fits me perfectly.
But, alas, it is very much not Anthropologie.Â Nevertheless, I continue to shop their website and occasionally browse through their stores.Â And when the cute, trendy, hip counter clerks ask if they can help me, I will still say, “No, thank you.Â I’m just browsing.”
I wonder sometimes though what it would be like to free my inner Bohemian.Â Hopefully this year we’ll be buying a house and moving again and while the idea of packing up and unpacking again makes my skin crawl, I secretly have been harboring this plan to completely change the style of my house when we move this time.Â No more country rose floral rugs.Â No more paisley and gingham.Â Maybe it’s time to explore the possibilities of brighter colors and flashier prints.Â Maybe it’s time to be a little bolder.Â Maybe after 27 years, it’s time to change my style.
Though, I do wonder how chic this table cloth would look with spaghetti stains all over it…