|Jean Seberg November 13, 1938- August 30, 1979|
Fact is, I wasn't always so buddy-buddy with personal style. Growing up, I was squarely uncomfortable with the idea of giving more than two minutes thought to any combination of clothes. The notion of wearing a dress or skirt flung me into a panic, not to MENTION the dread that accompanied school picture day (which inevitably required some sort of pattern/color coordination). My mom bought us used clothes from local thrift stores, and to make matters worse, I was so concerned with climbing trees and thinking about what it might be like in other dimensions I had no time to keep up with the current trends of my peers (not that I would have been able to with clothes from "Chocolate Soup"). You get it. NERD!
I somehow believed that style was for girls who had never heard of feminism. You know, feminisim? That thing that means you have to wear clothes that say no to the patriarchy. Being a good little non-conformist teen, I swore off all things fashion, newly-purchased, and "frivolous." I would only adorn myself with existentialist novels, thrift finds, asymmetrical haircuts and disaffected expressions.
My fashion phobia didn't let up until I was 20 and saw one Ms. Jean Seberg in her defining role as Patricia in Godard's Breathless. "NEW YORK HERALD TRIBUNE! NEW YORK HERALD TRIBUNE!" I still randomly call out that line when I'm wandering my house by myself. No reason. It just makes my cats look up in unison.
SO LONG, EXISTENTIALIST NOVELS! At least as my only fashion accessory. Here are some facts that I find intriguing, endearing, sad and/or reassuring about our heroine: