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My item is not clothing but an accessory. A Louis Vuitton never full bag. The largest one available. On a teachers salary ,I saved for that bag. I think I wanted it for all the wrong reasons. I thought it would be a bit of a status symbol. After I did buy it I felt it was crazy to spend that kind of money on a bag.

It is a great bag and will last forever but it is only used for trips. What I learned is that a bag does not define me. Something of a small tragedy, I suppose. My never-used-item is a long red dress. Simple, with a studded detail on the right shoulder. I buoght it when I was 14 and i remember my mother telling me I would never wear it, but I was totally in love with that hollywood style.

It makes me look older than my 17 years, but it shapes me perfectly. Probably, the event I will wear it for will be an important date of my life, who can know that? Clara, I think you are right that this dress will be a big deal! When I was 21 and breaking up with my first serious boyfriend I bought a gorgeous red linen dress, it was the perfect intense red and kind of casual but sexy. It was long and loose fitting, sleeveless with pockets over the breasts, and it cost more than I could afford on my student allowance.

I remember walking to the botanic gardens wearing this dress, it was a hot day and I still remember the weight of the fabric hanging from my shoulders into a full skirt, wrapping around my legs. And I remember the thrill of turning heads. My boyfriend and I sat under the trees and had one last picnic. That day and every time I wore the red dress, men stared and smiled, they came over to me at parties and complimented me, they asked me to dance, they asked me out.

Later they talked about seeing me in the red dress. It had gone out of date, and I felt nostalgic whenever I saw it in my wardrobe.

Or just now, holding my newborn after feeding him, his body limp and lips twitching with smiles. I hope you wear your dress, and that you feel beautiful in it! You should always try it before you decide to give it away because you never know how you feel with it.

A couple of years ago, I saw them somewhere on the web and fell in love! Got them out of my sight as fast as I could. A couple of months later I go on e-bay and suddenly, there they are, size 8, the color I wanted, half the price. It was meant to be, I thought! They came home, I was so happy, they fit and were really confortable. Winter came, I used them once. When I was a kid I dreamt of wearing kind of a dutch clogs instead of a little princess dress, like every child did.

Thanks to that I never wore them. Years later, I still talk with her about that fact and she is proud of never letting me wear clogs. I adore my YSL smoking. I wear it with jeans and a black tailored shirt open at the neck for casual times, and a lace blouse and black pants for evening. Give it a try. For me it would be this pair of brown tweed, high-waisted, super flared pants. I think in my own case, I buy many things that I fall, but I love them so much that I use at all haha.

I bought a sailor blazer, the perfect size, perfect color, buttons, pockets loved everything. I ran to the store and bought it, I came home and suddenly the magical effect disappeared. I thought then that the blazer had a too big shoulder pads, the color was far too bright and did not know that I would use.

Spent in my closet for months until one day, with a spectacular summer sun I decided to risk and combine it with some new shoes and one of my favorite pants. Since that time I have not used it again, I always say that one day will encourage me to use it again, but that day seems to never come.

Paired with some black or dark blue denim jeans, a linen shirt, thick-rimmed glasses and a wool jacket draped over my shoulder, I thought I would look the epitome of dignified americana. So, the vest has sat in my closet. Occasionally I bust it out, put it on and dream of its potential.

But, every time I walk out the door with it, I turn right back around and change. Mine is an ever recurring story of a beautiful black velvet frock. Cut in something of a ballgown style, it has pretty gold detailing on the body and a tulle-lined skirt.

Her plans were cancelled at the last minute and she never found occasion to wear it after that. For me it was a pair of high-waisted, tweed, super flared trousers. When i bought it, i already had thousands of outfit ideas in my mind.

My ideal outfit for the skirt was: For some reason, somehow i never wore it. A few times, i almost wore it. But when i went somewhere, and i was already dressed with that skirt, i changed just before i left the house.

I am not going to throw it away, i still love it and i am gong to find a way to wear it, and an occasion to wear it. Now all there is left to do is wait for fall. I mean it, seriously. Carrie wore a similar lace skirt in navy with a navy short jacket. And a great idea, everyone has that one what-was-I-thinking item in their closet. I bought it while travelling to Malta. Seriously, what was I thinking? Needless to say I never left the house with them on. Although I moved them to three different cities and have them to this day.

I now see a theme. It must have been the pearl like snaps that did me in. Can I wear a brown western shirt with my black boots. Oh, what was I thinking then and now. On a girl it could work with high-waisted, wide-legged silk chiffon trousers, or dark leggings! This last fall, I was given my favorite gift, a vintage white fur Miss Dior hat with a black bow.

However, America does not wear hats…. So I will just cuddle with the soft, beautiful hat. I found an antique cropped and tailored navy wool sweater with a button down back and white fur cuffs in a small town Salvation Army store.

I could not resist it, it was beautiful beyond words and called to me. So when they did a collaboration with Madonna I thought I had to have an item no matter what I see now this was a bad starting point. I bought a black cat-suit with rhinestones. Off cause it looked fantastic on me in the store, but It hung in my closet for two years before I finally wore it. It was at New Years eve some years ago. I have never worn it since. I always dreamed of getting a pair of Gucci Loafers in Italy. After a couple of hours trying on different pairs, I sadly walked out empty handed unable to convince myself to buy a solid white hybrid between a driver and a boat shoe with some blue and yellow, a shoe that was only shown in the Italian collection online.

I was obsessed for the next several days over those shoes. Days later, as I saw the clothes and shows Italians wore in Venice I knew I would need to get the shoes.

The next day I walked out of the Gucci in Venice with the shoes. I was hoping to let my inner Italian flair come out I am an American by wearing the shoes, but I have never found the right pants or I have just not found the courage. Nevertheless, they are a pair of gorgeous Italian shoes that occupy a special place in my closet!

First things first; if you feel uncomfortable with it the only thing to do is push to the limits maybe an ascot with a little age to it; an heirloom but with great vivid colors blues and reds and not necessarily silk; It will move their look form the jacket; dark jeans and suede boots. I believe walking into the spotted pig would roll a few looks your way with a little wink.

Always push the envelope. How can you not feel comfortable in New York; Paris or Milan; with any wardrobe. Try Rochester, NY if you want to feel like your shoes are to tight. I tried it on, I loved it. What was I thinking. I was so wrong.

There are practically the same, even for the quality of the fabrics, and I feel so dumb spending that much money on a jacket I already had.

I constantly used to buy near-identical versions of what I already have too! I finally realised around 40 slow huh it was because some things sailor pants, stripy t shirts, skinny black jeans, 50s silhouette dresses, red shoes were going to be part of my life forever. Now I just get really strict and make sure new purchases add a new colour or texture or sleeve length or fabric weight or something.

For me, it is this beautiful teal and blue Desigual coat. I thought I would wear it all the time in the winter. This is a gorgeous jacket. I love Desigual clothes. You should definitely wear it. I have a lot of their clothes and I always get great comments when I wear them. Sometimes by wearing your fab jacket you will give others the courage to wear something they are hiding in their wardrobe.

You could start a new trend for your area!! I always dreamt of having and, most of all, wearing an original Scottish kilt but never had the guts to do it…. A few years ago I bought a pair of eye-poppingly bright red-orange skinny pants for summer. Unfortunately, at the time, I was not skinny, and my entire closet was full of black, grey and white clothes. Every summer I would try them on but felt like I could never wear them out anywhere, so they hung in my closet.

Since then I have lost 25 pounds and the bright red pants were too large so I gave them away. And this summer my closet is full of bright colors—yellow, turquoise, pink— and a pair of orange pants that I have worn a lot this summer!

I love beautiful clothes and your site is inspirational and enjoyable. I was prepared to die for them! Perhaps I need a bit more courage to wear it… in the form of your fantastic book?

For me, it was a tan khaki sarong. A few years ago, I was looking for that perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by a post I saw on this website where the men were wearing sarongs. Since the school I went to followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms, I thought it would be perfect! This one is actually a recent experiment. I went to San Fransisco in early April with friends and saw a gentlemen flaunting a dark greenish vintage male tote bag.

Instantly I began to mentally go through my wardrobe putting together a collection centered around the bag. About two months went by before i actually purchased the bag. I was in a j crew and i saw one and got excited enough to buy it. Long story short, the bag sits in my room now as a clean sock hamper. There comes a time when you see the most amazing piece of clothing and at that moment you must have it.

For me it was a Marc Jacobs grecian inspired dress in an interesting shade of washed black actually looks like a dk. The dress is definitely a blend of avant-garde with a grecian twist to it with an understated sexy appeal.

I always envisioned myself wearing this dress to some type of function such as the Art Institute of Chicago or the Museum of Contemporary Art.

I think it would be appreciated more in a creative and artistic environment. I always coveted the thing. Since it has been in my possession I have only worn once. And the reason behind the choice that evening was the Montana winter weather.

It was 20 degrees below zero with freezing winds. I did learn that evening that fur absolutely trumps synthetic weather breaking materials, but somehow silver fox fur still seems to be bit much for the lodge. When I was in high school I loved to play basketball and played for my schools team all four years. They were a really cool shoe with that awesome elephant print Jordan is known for.

Anyway, after waiting a year and finally buying them I found they were a bit to ostentatious for a skinny white kid in Montana. I never really wore but a few times and to be honest mostly just around the house.

To this day they are in mint condition safely tucked away in my families basement. The original design was meant to be silly, and it was. The trouble was, when push came to shove, my sense of humor in regard to my hairless self was close to nonexistent. My item of this topic is a black print tee-shirt, a silhouette of Jim Morrison head shot with the logo of The Doors. You may query that what so big deal of wearing a tee-shirt.

My dream item of clothing is a perfecto leather jacket. Few years ago my mum bought me a Russian hat in St. Petersburg , beautiful and with a very soft chocolate-brown fur. A few years ago I decided I wanted a trench coat. Bear in mind that this is not a contemporary tailored short version. I wanted a full trench coat I think I had a picture of Alain Delon in my mind.

My partner bought it for me as a gift…and I never wear it. I think I wore it once. For me, a tan sarong. I was searching for the perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by men I saw here on the sartorialist wearing sarongs.

The sarong had to be tan since my school followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms no higher than 2 inches above the knee. I was ready to take the high school fashion circuit by storm! I looked up different ways to tie the sarong , building up the courage to buy the fabric needed…I ended up wearing shorts. How easy is it to take in a boozy brunch on the Lower East Side and then meander or stagger?

The problem of impaired judgment is, of course, impaired judgment. The particular afternoon I have in mind involved unlimited mimosas and the company of a best friend—he is chic, but prone to enablement. Also, a green coat at Ben Sherman that I think I loved gazing upon more than I pondered wearing had I ever done that I would be a couple hundred dollars richer today.

I dreamed of narrowing the sleeves, taking in the sides, and looking as amazing with it on as it had looked all alone on its wooden hanger.

But no one, least of all me, was there to tell me that that green was never going to work with my coloring. I can still remember the name of the shopgirl who, probably knowing I was drunk, and who was just as probably thrilled to have such an easy customer, threw me shade when I returned a year later asking for her. All said, Autumn got her commission.

I got my green coat. Anyone interested in taking it off my hands? I always admired my father when I was a boy, he was always wonderfully dressed in these amazing suits, but there were two jackets in particular which I specially loved: I have to say, an image of the coat on a hanger is a bit of a cop-out.

You show us everyone else trying what they love. Give us a photo of you in the jacket as you imagined it and let your fans and friends weigh in. I am now 19 but when I was 15 I was looking for a pair of perfect sneakers. I went to a hip shoe store in a hip area and walked out with these beautiful rare all red suede low-cut lace up Vans. They were perfect lovely and dramatic. I never wore them. They found a home with a friend of mine a year or two later.

But I still remember those shoes with love and slight sadness at the lack of foresight on my part. For many years i dreamed of owning a fancy classy mac coat with the double buttons down the front and crisp collar.

I watched these movies where women would look so elegant wearing them. But i couldnt find one- the ones i did find always had a problem…too expensive,not my colour etc. Plus i come from a country which is sunny most of the year! Anyway… When i was about 16 we were in Stockholm me and my brother were allowed to get one thing we really wanted. I wanted that coat. And i drove Everyone crazy about it.

We spent TWO days looking for it all over and was becoming a nuisance! It sat there like it was glowing.

All white with beautiful buttons. ONE left in MY size. I loved it so much i was afraid to wear it! I was afraid it would snag on a nail and rip, get stained by coffee,get lost on a train. Went out with my friends and you wouldnt believe it — my friend pours his drink all down the front accidentally!!!!!! Well, thank goodness for brilliant drycleaning. Years later i still have it, it still makes me feel all glamorous but it barely leaves my closet… sigh.

I think ill try and wear it tomorrow ;. Though, perhaps the one giving me the stink eye presently, is a multi-coloured, floral-print, cotton-gauze, ruffly-busted, vintage disaster. All good things for a summer wardrobe staple you say? And I bought it like that. My biggest disappointment of a purchase: I was a freshman in college when I started to dream of one day owning them. Finally after two years of almost buying them, I splurged and bought a pair!

They looked awful on me. Some years ago, on a cold winter day, I litterally ran into a rabbit fur coat by Claudie Pierlot in Au Bon Marché in Paris, and bought it at once. It was a little expensive for me, though affordable. And next winter, I am decided to give it away. A couple of years back I bought a pair of dark red lace up mocassins, thinking that it would be fun to match them, in winter, with a simple outfit of grey flannel trousers, a white shirt and a blue or charcoal cashmere sweater.

I would dress accordingly, put them on, walk in front of the mirror, think how handsome I looked, and then as I was opening the front door, I always took them off and instead slip on the shell cordovans I usually wear or some other less outrageous piece of footwear. Every year I think I have the courage to wear them, and then I always chicken out. A pair of suspenders!

I think suspenders could much more easily go dorky than trendy. My grandfather used to be a president of a renown insurance company in South Korea before IMF and he had been very meticulous and chic with the types of clothing he wore. While other fashionistas wore Burberry or Other well known clothes back in the time in Seoul, South Korea, my grandfather wore unique types of clothes, such as from Martin Margiela, Paul Smith, Lanvin, etc.

As always my grandfather stood out in a crowd due to what he wore since nobody else wore the styles of clothes. As a result, I did find a yellow, camel Martin Margiela blazer top with elongated bottom ends with power shoulders. I always wanted to wear that Martin Margiela Blazer as a reminder of my late grandfather, but I never wore anything out of proportion in size or color. I even thought the camel color would not suit me! Normally the cool colors, gray, blue, white, black, or some less warm tone colors work for me.

But never brown, dark red, or yellow. Thank you for this post, I could not stop myself from writing this comment since it reminded me so much of that Martin Margiela blazer.

I bought a pair of red skinnies and always tried to find the right time to wear them or the right thing to wear them with. It is very loud but who cares I love being noticed! I went to an arts middle and high school, so it was a ton of fun to finally get to dress the way I wanted to and to spend my time getting to know the clothes.

I got to the point where I needed to start to look more the part of dapper salesman pretty quickly. Like any good piece of art, it was beautiful and a little unnecessary.

I asked the salesman, Steve, how much this Burberry slice of awesome was. I worked at that shop about six years and came by a lot of other beautiful suits, sport coats, shirts and ties that I still wear in my classroom today, many moons later.

That one still haunts me a bit. My BCBG vertically-striped black and white button down, shrunken to delicately meet my waist. When I saw it online, I envisioned wearing it over a paper-thin white tee, complimented by a pair of skinny dark blue jeans that hugged my hips generously. To this day, it has collected dust in the back of my closet, and only once did I consider resuscitating it: My story is very similar to yours Scott.

I bought a beautiful Eton linen shirt. It caught my eye in a store and I fell in love. I pictured wearing it with grey wool pants or even blue jeans. However, I too would feel too self conscious wearing it because of how bold it is.

It would draw too much attention to itself! It looks more like a piece of art. But every time the season gets cooler, my chance slips away. Crossing my fingers that this season will be the one! For me, far too many pairs of high heels!

I will need to move to the land of supermodels! There have been many. But what came to mind immediately was the first time. I grew up in Newport Beach Calif at a time when we still had to travel long distances to get to any decent stores which we only very rarely did, and usually not for me. It never even made it out of my room because it just absolutely embarrassed me when I had it on, even when I was completely alone. There have been other such moments sadly, this still happens from time to time, albeit less often as I get older.

Even now I remember the long racks of coats where I spied my fur, where my mom tried to steer me to something a little more practical. And I remember the smell of the store, though I forget the name of it. This is such a great question! My answer- a trench coat. I returned it immediately though because I was afraid that it would look too flashy against my simpler but still classic pieces back then.

Omg, I still have it. I was in Milan ten years ago and everybody had this mule shoes that are cowboy style. They look so Italian!!!

The day before I left I found a pair on my size! I own in my wardrobe for years a scotish tailored kilt. I always dreamed about to be that william lawsows man running in the mountains with a big horse and impress some beautiful girl. The true fact is that i met a special girl, that love a man in kilt. I never wear it to much times, 1 or 2 days i had courage to dress it over these years, one of them was in a party.

As a teenager I saw a pink sweater at a discount store. Imagine a teenage boy wearing a pink sweater to school. I may have even bought it with my own money. Keep in mind that this was during the mid s when men did NOT wear bright colors, never mind pink.

I always wanted to wear hats. I got this beautiful felt, taupe, masculine hat with a black gros grain ribbon. I gave away the felt one and kept the summer one thinking: I should have passed, but I got the trendy bug! This the case with the most perfect cowboy boots in the ever after entire world.

They are fitted to my calves I have slim legs and they are an almost nude color. I forewent some more gas in my tank and bought them at a vintage store.

I finally made my dream purchase of a pair of gorgeous, versatile Prada pumps…. I use to be in the circus double trapeze—I was the catcher. We made our own costumes, and the last costume we began was based on some slinky, full-of-holes outfit that Cher wore. It was lavender with carefully placed, transparent nude-cloth filled holes and encrusted with different colored rhinestones.

It was made from shiny stretch satin and velvet. We never got to wear them because there was an accident where my partner broke her arm. We returned to NYC and my partner became a pattern maker and I went back to painting.

But I still remember that costume and long to have actually wore it in a performance. It was such a nice shade of gray with black fur on the collar and inside lining.

The length was perfect too for winter. The jacket looked so reminiscent of the stereotypical mobster that I fell in love with it instantly. It was very comfortable and worked great in the winter, but it was so outlandish that there was no way I would fit in anywhere when wearing it. It felt more like a costume than a real piece that I would want to keep for years and years. Eventually I donated to a local program called Coats for the Cold, so maybe someone found it and had the same mobster pipe dreams as me or I hope someone got it and it kept them warm on cold nights.

I went shopping alone so i was dreamy as ever: At a little market in Brussels i purchased this second hand jumpsuit — sleeveless with long legs in a synthetic summer weight fabric. It was a little big for me but of course i would take it in: My item is a super low back Vanessa Bruno crepe black dress. Obviously, it was a fantasy-driven purchase because that was almost 5 years ago, and I have not worn it once. I bought a beautiful vintage leopard-print trench coat by Blizzand, Paris, in a vintage shop in NY on my honeymooon a couple of years ago.

I imagined wearing it over a fine black dress, with mod makeup and big sunglasses, a la Audrey Hepburn. Unfortunately I am no Audrey Hepburn and on me it looks like I forgot my gold court-shoes, frosted tips, coral lipstick and support hose. I have always really want a s Pucci vintage dress.

I saved and saved, and I finally brought it as my first major designer purchase. I got super excited. However, the dress was too casual for everyday wear, but not dressy enough for formal wear. Plus the pattern was not as pleasant looking in person. I only wore it once, but now it sits forever in my closet: Definitely, this is going to be my next Christmas best present!

Magnin dress; a fitted bodice, black and covered in sequins, and flaring out beautifully into three cascading tiers. It gave the effect of having been dipped in water. I imagined myself wearing it out to an elegant event perhaps with a cigarette in one hand and my hair done up in a perfect twist.

I think I wanted it so badly because I remember my mother wearing a dress very similar to that and I always loved watching her getting dressed and putting on makeup. So anyway, I wanted to transform into a beautiful woman. I knew it was a couple of sizes too big but I ordered it anyway. I immediately put it on and it just hung lifelessly on my body. I promised myself that I would find a good tailor and have it fitted to my body. It reminds me of how my mother looked to me when I was younger so I keep it and haul it with me where ever I go.

Last spring i bought in Buenos Aires this beautiful summer, flowy, floral chiffon dress. Meanwhile the dress is just waiting there, in my closet.

I offer it to everybody, since i feel sad for him, hanging there, but of course, no one can use it, because in the south hemisphere is winter now and people just dont have summer-evening. Its just sitting in my closet… waste! Work it in this Fall!

Do it with a dark denim and black v neck sweater and cool scarf and a grea black boot!!! I had this really cool Belstaff leather motorcycle jacket. It had the colar strap and belt. I felt very Steve McQueen when I bought it but never got the nerve to wear it.

I always felt I should be on a motorcycle when I put it on even though I never have been on one in my life. Out of fear of being a poser, I let that jacket sit in my closet for years. I eventually gave it to a good friend after his divorce but I still look longingly at those Belstaff jackets when I see them. It was one of those purchases I should have held off making until the next day when I probably would have had more sense.

A pale yellow cocktail dress, beautifully beaded all around the front, thin spaghetti straps crisscrossing over the scoop back. I am a very large breasted woman who cannot go without a well fitted bra. It still has the tags on it that were on it in Yep, still have it. For me it has to be my Batman cape and mask. Had it for absolute years-well, 21 to be exact. Such a versatile outfit, it went with absolutely everything. It was an amazing piece of outerwear now that I remember.

That outfit got me out of all sorts of trouble no five year old ever dreamt about messing with Batman , then again, it did get me into quite a bit as well for that matter. Countless summers were spent incognito, only revealing my identity when mum said I had to. The horoscope section of the metro paper tells me as a cancerian I tend to hoard slightly, but those kind of memories are very difficult to part with.

Unfortunately those once glistening and immaculate objects have now become an epitaph of a misspent and slightly distant youth, and have now sadly taken residence in a dusty and decrepit corner of my wardrobe. Who knows, I just might wear it on the tube into work.

A few years ago, I knew a guy who owned a pair of bright, DC skater shoes. The colors were really bright, but on my feet the shoes seemed like big, clunky clown shoes. Thats the story with just about every pair of high heels, except for those with a sufficient platform to soften the arch, that I have ever bought. I love the look of simple, elegant heels with no stacking. But whenever I try to wear them, I find myself sitting in just my stockings or bare feet, holding them in my hands at a party, or leaving them under my chair at a restaurant.

Gucci has some lovely hand shoes with a chain strap out right now. From the sides their is different lines each is so detailed.

The length of the arm is so perfect that is makes me feel it is only tailored for me. These comments are wonderful! I am like that — I take a turn around a style corner and then have to do a quite regularly! A few years ago I bought a few vintage DvF dresses. Nothing terribly extravagant, but I was obsessed with amassing a small collection. The thing is though that my style is more simple and classic than than sexy and patterned.

I sometimes wish I had a 70s diva in me, but as the dresses and heaps of shoes other than completely flat ones pile up in my closet, I must face the truth.

Oh gosh, I have a few, but the real winner is an off-white blouse with a ruffled and pleated collar. The fabric is really stiff and the collar is totally strange.

This is probably the year to get rid of the thing and find more flattering ruffles and pleats. Years ago I had my eye on these green down filled Prada Sport ski pants. I made up this entire story in my head centered around these ski pants.

Anyhow I never even wore them and sold them on eBay a few months ago. The closure is asymmetrical, closing with glossy,almost-spherical black buttons that make a sexy semicircle from my collarbone, across the torso, and down to the hip. Same buttons on the cuffs. The plackets of the jacket lay over each other tulip-style. It has everything I love! Mainly because it is humbling to know that all of us dream of something unrealistic. We think that because it looks amazing on the hanger, it will look amazing on us.

I bought a dark green blazer a couple of seasons ago. It looked amazing on the hanger and I fell in love with it, the quality, the shape, everything was perfect but nor perfect FOR me. Nothing further from truth: My dream of it becoming one of my favourite blazers is gone. I does not look good on me and I need to accept that it will never.

Eventhough I got it from at a discount price, it still was pricey you can imagine this feels even worse since I thought I was making the investment of my life. The unexpected humbling experience that really, we can control nothing, not even our bodies from changing, we cannot force it to take the shapes we imagine we can, and certainly, we cannot force it to fit in something it will not fit.

Thank you for this thought provoking moment! I really like your site. I can think of two things actually. Both I have been told are sound investments of the male wardrobe. Dead classics they say, well I have reached that age when a classic can be horrific and very frumpy. They would be my blue summer blazer with working sleeve buttons how Pitti! I have tried every was possible way to style that trench, with Converse and slim jeans and a Wang T, to a cashmere fitted sweater and sockless wingtips.

Middle aged and dowdy. The blazer on the other hand reads Palm Beach on me. Now matter how cool my shoes are, and how great my vintage leather bracelet? My born preppiness just shines through. The jacket needs to be brighter, shorter or seriously distressed.

I keep trying to get rid of them but I keep thinking I will hit the right styling note to make them work. After reading the stories from everyone else? I am getting rid of them next week, good riddance to bad clothing kharma! Oh by the way, I could rock the hell out of that Ralph jacket.

My beauty in the closet is a Boden black, light-weight wool blazer with a beautiful floral lining. I had wanted something like this for years and agonized a long time over whether to spend the money. I saw myself wearing it with jeans and a white button-down, sort of a feminine androgyny picture.

Just another reason to stick with thrift and consignment stores! When I was 20 and living in London I fell in love with a magazine cover where the model was wearing a Vivienne Westward corset. I LOVED this piece and even though it was so far out of my comfort zone and debt-laden financial zone! I spent my plane ticket home on it.

And… never wore it; not once. I had told my family a big lie to get the money together for another ticket and I felt so bad that every time I looked at it I felt sick! I still feel bad. Ten years ago when I was moving I gave it to homeless centre. Wonder where it is now? For myself there is one thing that comes to mind, but there is plenty enough time left to make it work.

They only made 10 of the jeans and sold at a fairly steep price. I ended up purchasing the jeans and have worn them here and there but see them everyday hanging while I put on something else… the coming seasons of cold weather will help but they do not see the wear they truly deserve. My sister laughed at me right to my face.

So I compromised and bought those, but they never looked quite right on my feet.. Best of luck on your book!! On a trip to Hong Kong when I was ten years old, I bought a reversible black velvet and apple green silken jacket, with loop buttons and that iconic short chinese-style collar. The item of clothing I always dreamt of wearing is my great grandmas wedding dress. It was worn by her in her wedding in Peru in I believe.

It was a high neck long sleeved black dress. It was black because she was in mourning because of the war Peru had just lost. It had real white flowers pinned on to the skirt all down the skirt. I always dreamt of wearing it because it seems like such a beautiful wedding gown except for being black jejej … Anyhow, I will scan the photo of her and email it to you guys some time.

I have a shoe thing. I am always drawn to the highest, sexiest pair of expensive shoes that then sit in my wardrobe like fine works of Art. A beautiful pair of hot pink sky high Gina stilettos have been sitting pretty in my wardrobe for neary 15 years! I really, really wanted a pair of Jimmy Choos.

I had an appropriate event for them: I had an appropriate dress to match the beauty. I found a great deal at Housing Works, which I love dearly. I had to fight my husband who silly is persuaded that one woman can have a finite number of shoes. Well, not in my case! Besides they were the Choos! It only lasted for the first couple of hours of the wedding.

My mood was spoiled, my whole outfit fell apart in my mind, we danced and stuff, but the Choos cowardly hid in the corner. After I got home I investigated on how I could replace the heel. But I doubt I will! The proof that the husbands might be right! I have a similar story but it ends quite happily. About 4 years ago, when I still fawned new collections and red carpets but felt unable to incorporate any kind of daring into my own wardrobe, I found a tan fringe suede leather jacket at a vintage store.

It was so cheap that I bought it. Well… it ended up sitting in my closet for years. I would put it on over a floral sundress or dark wash jeans and a plain t-shirt and turn back for another jacket every single time. Finally this past fall I decided to take the plunge and wear the fringe jacket. It became my signature piece all through the winter and spring. I just had to wait for the right time for the jacket to enter my repertoire. I bought a pair of Alexander McQueen wide leg light weight black wool trousers with embroidered roses and thorns all down the sides of both legs, from waist to hem.

They were and still are amazing. The thing is since I was a teenager I had always wanted a black leather perfecto jacket. It had a cut that made my back and shoulders look twice as big and my waist not as small as it was. So know 4 years later I have just used the jacket a couple of days.. But what I should do, buy a new one and tell my mom one can never really have too many leather jackets?

My story has two What was I thinking moments… My husband bought me a Burberry purse for my 25 birthday because I had told him I looooved it when I saw it at the boutique.

When I had it in my hands I asked to myself: I am now 33 and every time I look to the Burberry store it hurts my eyes to watch the prices and then I think: What was I thinking??? It was an Autumn just like any other..

Only this Autumn, I was taking my first trip to Shanghai! The second week is for breaking it down day by day based on what activities I have planned and the last week is dedicated to making my looks consistent and finalization of accessories. My fashion forward cousin had been living in Shanghai since that May and was my scout in the trenches.

Black velvet, trimmed in fur fur can be found in every nook and cranny at the fabric market , and every bit the elegant, timeless piece that I needed to compliment my evening looks. My cousin confidently assured me that he found my seamstress. I was thrilled and ready to roll. Arriving at the fabric market for the first time was overwhelming.

I went craaazzzyyy having things made. Everything came out perfect. I had one fitting for my cloak and all appeared to be well in the world.

Finally the day came to pick up my highly anticipated purchase.. I arrived bright eyed and bushy tailed to find a wonderfully crafted treasure! At long last I had my cloak! I had waited for what seemed like an eternity, I crossed the Pacific Ocean, I sent my cousin on weekly missions to pick out the seamstress and the fabric…. And then I realized.. I am way too curvy to pull off a damn cloak. What was I thinking?! It looked like a tent that I could whip off and sleep in after I wore it.

I have always prided myself on being very aware of my body style and dressing accordingly, but this time. This time, Harry Potter, Twilight, and the Superhero exhibit at the Met circa must have thrown me into some kind of fantasy world that led me to believe that I could actually pull this off.

My seamstress was so happy and had worked so hard on the piece that I had to buy it not to mention the really awesome exchange rate. A year went by with her I named her Beverly. Now, its as if it was meant to be because he gave her all of the love and got her all of the attention I never could. My obsession for antique shopping has once again led to me buying something I will most likely never wear.

Usually I stick to buying little antique knick-knacks here and there, as they add charm to my life and living environment. I decided that I may hang it up in my house because of its cool look, but then I always run across the problem of having my father be upset about it he is a die heart Los Angeles Dodgers fan.

Hopefully I have learned my lesson but perhaps one day I will have the guts to throw on my vintage, dirty and smelly baseball jersey under my peacoat, with a pear of converse. For me the piece of clothing that I never ended up wearing was not so much bought, but made by me. I love beautiful fabrics and simple and elegant silhouette.

I made a beautiful long, one shoulder even gown out of the most gorgeous green silk. It was something that should have been worn to a film opening type event. Sadly I never had the chance to go to any film openings, and I grew out of the dress. Its so visually exciting, yet so hard to find or get right.

Nobody seems to make them right, the color, the lenght of the stripes, or the amount of stipes are always off. I want a simple not too thin not to think really balck and white striped shirt.

I still hope that I will get the chance. The second item is a pair of Jeffrey Campbell shoes, that I got from a friend who bought them on a whim and never wore them. They are 7 in platforms with a split wedge, they are strappy and black with a silver and gold shiny metallic pattern. And Sir Sartorialist, this is the year I make that work! My never worn item would be this gorgeous coral colored halter that I just feel in love with when I first saw it.

Five years later it is still in perfect condition and has never been worn. Four years ago I bought a skirt at a resale store in Santa Monica, but have since only worn it a handful of times. It is made of an ivory canvas-like material printed with pudgy storybook birds, and lined with orange and yellow striped gingham that peeks below the short A-line hem.

I think I was, first and foremost, drawn to the two large red buttons on the side of the wasteband. I vividly imagined wearing the skirt on Easter with a crisp white blouse and heels…maybe with knee socks, like a s British schoolgirl on holiday.

I think I must have wanted to look charming, clean, and somewhat coy. Every time I wore the thing, however, I worried about whether or not I could bend over without having more than gingham show. Now it sits on a hanger in the closet, and the older I get the more I worry about how childish it will make me look. Everything jeremy scott does for Adidas is crazy, original and amazing!! But then I return to Italy,grow up,punk period passed by and I never.. Although I have never been one to wear sneakers as I bee-bop around town, years ago I came across a pair of vintage leather Air force 1 with felt nike logos.

I had never seen anything like them and figured I would be able to fit them into an outfit sometime but after purchasing them I realized I feel like a clown every time I put them on. They have been sitting on my shoe rack for almost 4 years now collecting dust and have never been worn out.

Problems of a shoe addict. I tried it on but it was much too small for me so I — frustrated — put it back on the rack. I then realized I should probably get it anyway and perhaps resell it on ebay, but as I turned around to retrieve it again, it was gone!

A pricy one at that. They are still sitting my closet. I hunted everywhere for the perfect pair of high-waisted wide-leg denim trousers. They had to be the right color very dark-wash , the perfect amount of tight-in-the-butt, loose-in-the-leg, and they had to ACTUALLY be high-waisted— as in, button at the smallest part of my waist. I looked everywhere that I thought they would be likely to be, and I finally found the perfect pair in a vintage shop in Berkeley on Telegraph Avenue.

I bought them, coveted them, and then… never wore them. I pictured myself wearing them with a thin, gauzy tank top, oodles of bangles, a wide-brim hat, and a pair of brown suede boots. I eventually sold them to another vintage store. But then I stopped wearing lower rise jeans at all some time ago. So I am now very comfortable in high waisted things. If you never break from your usual look, how will you may get stuck. Anything and everything mentioned or worn by Victor Ward in the novel Glamorama, in particular the Helmut Lang outfits and Matsuda shades and gloves.

About two years ago during the summer I came across a chunky knit cape. I wanted it so much. It was a heavy hand knit that would look superb with skinny trousers and boots, during the fall!

It is Luca Luca! I finally gave in, and I bought it and traipsed through the city with it in a shopping bag on a 95 degree day.

To this day, I stare at it whenever I make my summer-fall closet transition: There, in a small and dark vintage shop, I found these really awesome orginal Aquascutum-trousers! Completely in the Club Check colours!

The size was perfect. No adjustments had to be made. I pictured myself wearing these awesome trousers oftenly. In Greece where I live people are not so open minded with fashion as in Sweden,USA,France, etc,not only with fashion but also with everything.

As a result,I have felt many times shy to dress up with clothes that I want to. They are Swear London oxfords. They are suede,brown with a white sole and laces. Thank you for being in my closet for 2 years now. They are off white with laces and totally masculine looking, I am a size 10 and they make my feel look bigger and too manly.

I know what you mean about brogues being hard to wear. The only ones that have ever worked for me are a pair I bought in the sales from Emma Hope — they were blonde suede and with an elongated toe, which somehow made them much more feminine. I purchased, at an embarrassing cost, a Ralph Lauren Purple Label mohair suit that was a glen plaid pattern.

Thus i dream about the right opportunity to wear this item and it sits in my closet reminding me of the craftsmanship of St. Maybe you could wear the pants or jacket seperately? This suit its so bold statement to wear by itself, but one item of it — blazer or pants with some matching other clothes will make more interesting outfit, and be even much more easier to pull off! I read this post last night and was filled with joy and tears and love.

I got the giggles. But I also just wanted to give you a hug! Because you do have the courage. You can do it! If only in private…but could you send us a picture? I would gladly post it on my wall as a testament to your sartorial will. This is the best post thus far. Sartorialist are you reading? Have a wonderful day Kris.

I keep going back to your post. It is very complex. What drew you to the suit in the first place? How did you feel? Did you try it on?

Surely it looks good! I agree with the other responses that the suit sounds beautiful. I agree with J that perhaps wearing the pants and jacket separately might help. I was even thinking you could write Mr. Lauren himself and ask What was he thinking? Because surely, he was thinking something, or someone when he designed the suit.

I agree you should try doing the jacket with solid color pants or even jeans, or the pants with some basic shirt and sweater, and then one day at some great event — a museum or gallery opening? I think I remember the suit from a couple of years ago. DB jacket three piece. Looked good but care needed. SB jacket three piece green in place of the pink. Bought it sensible cash — I love it. Black shoes, a white shirt, black knitted tie to keep it low key! Get out in your suit at a summer evening event.

Perfect for a rather interesting suit. The one item I always dreamed of wearing was a vintage flapper dress I acquired at a flea market near Porte de Vanves in Paris. It was my first ever vintage item that I bought nearly 6 years ago in hopes of wearing it on a swanky night out in New York with girlfriends in hopes of being mistaken for Marion Cotillard or Lucy Doraine reincarnated.

Far from reality, of course, since I am South Asian. I wanted to wear the dress with a pair of deep brown or nude Mary Janes because the dress was an off-white color with intricate, beautiful sequin and beading. No boa feather, no finger-curls for a hairdo, and no oversized pearl necklace. You must wear it. This will bring it down to earth and i bet would look fabulous. Beautiful floral pattern that, realistically, can go to all but just not on me. I hoped that I was able to wear this summer as I had hoped that I would wear it every previous summer but it just was not fated.

Many greetings from the Croatia. Once I bought a black waistcoat with two pockets and a golden zipper during a journey in Lisbon. It looked very fancy in the store and, as a journalist, I supposed I would looked like a old school war correspondent when wearing it.

However, I actually feel like I was wearing a sleeveless straitjacket when I try it on. Now, it lives in the dark side of my wardrobe waiting for the illusionary day in wich I will wear it for writing a story in a conflict zone. Like Max, mine was a leather jacket. When he passed away, and I ended up having that jacket handed to me, the problem was compounded by not really being able to look at it without thinking of him.

A Jean-Paul Gaultier velvet harlequin patterned vest, purchased in Paris in the late s. I did use the vest in one or two videos—worn by performers—but I have never successfully donned it myself. Physically, I am all wrong for it. Those few times I have tried it on, a wave of self-consciousness turned me to humorless stone. Flashback to high-school , when I thought it was a great idea to buy Puma Mostro shoes in a fiery red — perhaps to match my spotty teenage complexion?

Lets just say I wore them once, and now will never buy anything red again, including a Ferrari. I think they were even patent. But, of course, Adam can and does look great in anything from a tee shirt and jeans to leather and feathers. In fact, he has often said, to both men and women, that the only thing you need to carry any look off is the desire to do so.

Good advice for all of us. I was sure I would wear them all the time and they would be this amazing statement in my resolution to get dressed up more often. But they are still in my closet, looking freaking gorgeous. For the love of all things righteous and true, please give it to a good home instead of throwing it out. The cost, you can imagine. Weeks later my thoughts were still with this blazer and the urge to have it grew to the point were i had to purchase.

To my surprise Gucci was on there annual sale and to my disdain, this and other luxury stores had been ram raided the night before. I still took the time to visit the store and low and behold this jacket was kept in the storeroom and had not been stolen amongst other items as well. Still, I dream of wearing it one day, lucky for me Velvet blazers are a mens trend for W Alex huge fan to an inspiring man-you! For about a year, I was obsessed with my fantastic, vintage Suzy Perette party dress that hung like a dream on the dress form in the corner of my guest room.

Made of yards and yards of flawless leopard print silk taffeta, the dress was truly a statement — and investment — piece. I fancied myself wearing it with my highest black satin pumps and red lips for a memorable night out…but only ever had the courage to don it for the occasional quick twirl in front of the mirror.

Oh yeah, red silk lining too! The one item of clothing that every woman dreams about for years. But I still wanted a pretty dress. A pretty dress that I loved. I ended up with two dresses, the one I ended up wearing and the one I kept because it was so fabulous. The second dress was too small in the bust to wear in public, so I vowed to keep it and wear it in the future once I lost a little bit of weight. Alas, that dress is still hanging in my closet calling my name, but I hope to one day put it on and smile.

In an overly ambitious move to blend mid-west vintage and northeastern grad-school style, I picked up this daisy yellow broad-striped gingham button down in fine, summer-weight fabric. The pattern was one-inch stripes and a slightly oversized, pointed collar.

The finishing touch was a decorative, cowboy yoke in the back of the shirt. I thought I may be able to get away with a medium gray tweed jacket, but it was all those little touches on the shirt that I was so pleased with myself about when I first picked it up that stunk out loud whenever I tried to mix it with more conservative jackets. It still mocks me from my closet as bright as it is I can never pretend it is not there and serves as a sobering reminder of the dangers of ambition.

Just like the ones Marc Jacobs wears. I have similar story, but with shoes. But they found better owner just one year after that. I kept only few pics with them: I was certain I could make it work and every time I had an opportunity to wear it I would take it out and try it on but it never looked right. But I kept it. Finally, after owning it for over 15 years it has been worn. By my 14 year old daughter who wears it when she plays guitar and sings for people because she thinks it makes her look retro hipster!

About two years ago I bought a vintage Dior black polyester jumpsuit. I wonder how much I could sell it for…. I have this gray satin tube dress in closet that I never ended up wearing it out. The length and the cutting complement my body very much and I always thought that I would wear it to formal dinner or to party. So it ended up sitting in my closet for the past four years.. Felicitaciones por tu nueva publicación. I was so excited when I got black wedges just before summer began.

Three years ago… on the fall to winter transition I went through the fashion blogger fever obviously it takes patience and dedication to scavenge great pieces and knowledge to write about mixing and matching. Then It dawned on me that I had envisioned myself as a long legged model and never thought of reality — I looked like a disco burrito- and I planned to wear that to a work party.

I gave them away last Christmas to my cousin… for a talent show and stuck to advertising as god intended. I love this story. For me it was a maxi dress. I had seen so many of them in magazines and on people, so I finally bought one with grey and white stripes and……I regret it. I felt like I was cleaning the streets with it as I walked or should I say shuffle. I had to keep hoisting it up to go up and down stairs, it was more trouble than it was worth! Granted, it was really comfy, but not being able to walk in it was a nightmare, so I eventually gave it to a charity shop.

First of all, I really enjoy watching your daily pic s when I get to work in the morning. Now, for your question. There are a lot of near miss, like that pair of 5. Maybe Garance can help? Not too bad, except for the boning, if I am to spend the day sitting. Ah well… It is still there, in the back of the lingerie drawer!! Now that she no longer wears them and I kept many of them for myself but I never really wear them. Probably because they are four sizes larger than my feet but mainly because I doubt I could ever look as good as she did in them.

Her shoes are a nice little treasures that will always stay in my closet, closest to me. Un veston dont le motif à carreaux est un mélange de vert olive et ocre… A plaid jacket green olive and ocre…. I purchased an Elie Tahari cashmere skirt with paning and fur trim along the hem.

I love it, it is still sitting in my closet in a garment bag sans tags! Years ago, I had just seen a photo you posted of Miroslava Duma, wearing the feminine floral pleated a-line skirt contrasted with a tough leather motorcycle jacket with wayfarer sunglasses and a prada doctor bag. The inner lining was poorly sewn, but you would never be able to tell from how it looked on the outside. Fast forward a bit, I moved from California to New York City 3 years ago and brought it with me thinking it was more likely that I would have an opportunity to wear it out here than back home.

My story starts when I was working as a seasonal holiday temp at Anthropologie around the holidays in There were plenty of items in the shop I would drool over- but in particular this one very gorgeous Plenty by Tracy Reese dress.

It was so phenomenal to me because it has this tan and brown cross-hatched patterned fabric… but as soon as you twirled it around it had this WONDERFUL, completely unexpected cascade of intense, brightly-hued chevrons in the red, yellow, and blue. The sticky heat here in Miami, combined with the elegant fabric, made me cautious to ever wear the beautiful piece!

It hangs in my closet and I occasionally try to stuff myself in it, so I can do twirls in front of the mirror. Maybe this is the year I take it to a tailor and have it let out. That, or I finally pass it down to someone who will love it as much as me! As a long-time fan of your work- I must take this little bit of time to say thank you! Thank you for your wonderful images, your inspiration- and especially these interactive posts. I will be a life-long follower, and curious to see whatever you come up with next!

Oh what a beautiful dress! I can relate to your story. I have a Tracy Reese dress…on lay-away…at another store…that I think I may regret.

I hope you can have your beautiful dress tailored so you can twirl to mirror the colors of Miami and the sea. Hi, I had the same issue as you with a jacket. For years I was hunting the perfect one. One elegant, chic, business but also casual enough to pair with every thing. But everytime I found a jacket it was way out of my price range.

Now after two years…just worn once…The case is that I thought only cheap jackets were uncomfortable but no…the good ones also! I have to realise the super tailored fit makes me let it hang in the closet everytime I consider it wearing.

The biggest failure in my wardrobe was a beautiful 50s inspired dress, that everyone said I would look ravishing in.

Sad thing is, I never managed to close the zipper at it is just too tight in some body areas. I think it is time to either loose weight or get rid of it…. I will actually wear it ;. A gorgeous soft grey gown that hung snugly in all the right places and flattered every imperfection — it even had a dramatic slit right in the front.

The major problem, of course, was that I have absolutely no fancy ball or party to wear it to. My beautiful dress still hangs like art in my bedroom, taunting me on a daily basis.

What was I thinking? But I refuse to let go of the hope that one day it will get to have its moment ;. About six years ago, I was walking in a mall center, and I saw it, the exact model like in Love Story…. Every time I saw it, I was trying it. To feel like Ali in the movie, you know. Waiting to go out. And the most important of all, I spent so much effort to get it, it would be such a shame to let it there.

I could have given it to a charity association as I usually do, but I like it too much and I know I can do something with it. Or maybe I can give it…. I, too, adore that movie.

I am dreaming, constantly, about the famous dress all made from bird feathers by Alexander McQueen. Obviously I will never end up wear them not only because simply I have no place to wear them, but also because they are in the category of faraway sweet dreams. I have this wonderful pair of green shoes. They are leather green shoes, with a giant flower on the top.

But, heels are 10 cms. I hope it is going to work! I take the opportunity to congratulate you about your job, You are a member of my list of inspirational people! The same happened to me, it is a Biche de Berre dress. I bought it because I love it, it is a light blue transparent long dress that makes me look like a butterfly!

I have to be carefull all the time not to look like a caricature, so I actually never wear what I am most attracted to.

Ithat dress has been my dream since I bought it, it followed me the last 15 years everywhere, even though I moved 7 times and changed country twice, still there, still never worn. It is terrifying to show people who you really are, to wear something so YOU. But when you wear it you will feel so liberated! Find some ball to wear it to and be breathtakingly beautiful!

I wanted them for weeks and i just had to have them. They were expensive so I hade to save some money first and when I finally had enough to buy them they were sold out! After a lot of effort I got them from a store from an other city. Every time I clear my wardrobe half of me wants to get rid of them but, the other half still loves them deeply. I was in a thrift store in Arizona a few summers ago and I saw the most epic white blazer.

So of course the cut was almost made for me and the sleeves sat in perfection on my wrists. So it has now been sitting in perfection in the back of my closet staring at me every time I get dressed. Every now and then I try it on with something else, and have even shown some friends, but am yet to leave the house in it.

I have it in my wardrobe for 5 years, never wore and never will. But I refuse to toss it, it reminds me of the person I thought I could be, but never had the guts! I adore Issey Miyake and save up my money…and then buy some beautiful piece, like a brown Pleats Please jacket that you can wear inside out upside down and it has amazing construction, it is an art piece and I have never worn it.

It stares shamefully at me in my closet. I found a silk chiffon ballgown that could have been made for me, it fit so perfectly. And it was wildly expensive, far out of my budget.

But I had a ball coming up, and so it seemed justified. I dreamt about it. I spent two weeks fantasising about it, imagining it was mine, going back to the shop and trying it on. It was, being vintage, absolutely non-returnable. I lusted after it. Eventually, I bought it, and the magic evaporated it. Suddenly the perfect fit seemed off, a little short, a little loose around the waist.

I had spent almost a quarter of my termly budget on a dress that suddenly seemed over-the-top and precious, rather than elegant and perfect. It is a wonderful coat and would look great. My item is not clothing but an accessory. A Louis Vuitton never full bag.

The largest one available. On a teachers salary ,I saved for that bag. I think I wanted it for all the wrong reasons. I thought it would be a bit of a status symbol. After I did buy it I felt it was crazy to spend that kind of money on a bag. It is a great bag and will last forever but it is only used for trips. What I learned is that a bag does not define me.

Something of a small tragedy, I suppose. My never-used-item is a long red dress. Simple, with a studded detail on the right shoulder. I buoght it when I was 14 and i remember my mother telling me I would never wear it, but I was totally in love with that hollywood style.

It makes me look older than my 17 years, but it shapes me perfectly. Probably, the event I will wear it for will be an important date of my life, who can know that? Clara, I think you are right that this dress will be a big deal!

When I was 21 and breaking up with my first serious boyfriend I bought a gorgeous red linen dress, it was the perfect intense red and kind of casual but sexy. It was long and loose fitting, sleeveless with pockets over the breasts, and it cost more than I could afford on my student allowance. I remember walking to the botanic gardens wearing this dress, it was a hot day and I still remember the weight of the fabric hanging from my shoulders into a full skirt, wrapping around my legs.

And I remember the thrill of turning heads. My boyfriend and I sat under the trees and had one last picnic. That day and every time I wore the red dress, men stared and smiled, they came over to me at parties and complimented me, they asked me to dance, they asked me out. Later they talked about seeing me in the red dress. It had gone out of date, and I felt nostalgic whenever I saw it in my wardrobe. Or just now, holding my newborn after feeding him, his body limp and lips twitching with smiles.

I hope you wear your dress, and that you feel beautiful in it! You should always try it before you decide to give it away because you never know how you feel with it.

A couple of years ago, I saw them somewhere on the web and fell in love! Got them out of my sight as fast as I could. A couple of months later I go on e-bay and suddenly, there they are, size 8, the color I wanted, half the price. It was meant to be, I thought!

They came home, I was so happy, they fit and were really confortable. Winter came, I used them once. When I was a kid I dreamt of wearing kind of a dutch clogs instead of a little princess dress, like every child did.

Thanks to that I never wore them. Years later, I still talk with her about that fact and she is proud of never letting me wear clogs. I adore my YSL smoking. I wear it with jeans and a black tailored shirt open at the neck for casual times, and a lace blouse and black pants for evening. Give it a try. For me it would be this pair of brown tweed, high-waisted, super flared pants. I think in my own case, I buy many things that I fall, but I love them so much that I use at all haha. I bought a sailor blazer, the perfect size, perfect color, buttons, pockets loved everything.

I ran to the store and bought it, I came home and suddenly the magical effect disappeared. I thought then that the blazer had a too big shoulder pads, the color was far too bright and did not know that I would use. Spent in my closet for months until one day, with a spectacular summer sun I decided to risk and combine it with some new shoes and one of my favorite pants.

Since that time I have not used it again, I always say that one day will encourage me to use it again, but that day seems to never come. Paired with some black or dark blue denim jeans, a linen shirt, thick-rimmed glasses and a wool jacket draped over my shoulder, I thought I would look the epitome of dignified americana. So, the vest has sat in my closet. Occasionally I bust it out, put it on and dream of its potential. But, every time I walk out the door with it, I turn right back around and change.

Mine is an ever recurring story of a beautiful black velvet frock. Cut in something of a ballgown style, it has pretty gold detailing on the body and a tulle-lined skirt.

Her plans were cancelled at the last minute and she never found occasion to wear it after that. For me it was a pair of high-waisted, tweed, super flared trousers. When i bought it, i already had thousands of outfit ideas in my mind.

My ideal outfit for the skirt was: For some reason, somehow i never wore it. A few times, i almost wore it. But when i went somewhere, and i was already dressed with that skirt, i changed just before i left the house. I am not going to throw it away, i still love it and i am gong to find a way to wear it, and an occasion to wear it.

Now all there is left to do is wait for fall. I mean it, seriously. Carrie wore a similar lace skirt in navy with a navy short jacket. And a great idea, everyone has that one what-was-I-thinking item in their closet. I bought it while travelling to Malta. Seriously, what was I thinking? Needless to say I never left the house with them on.

Although I moved them to three different cities and have them to this day. I now see a theme. It must have been the pearl like snaps that did me in. Can I wear a brown western shirt with my black boots. Oh, what was I thinking then and now. On a girl it could work with high-waisted, wide-legged silk chiffon trousers, or dark leggings! This last fall, I was given my favorite gift, a vintage white fur Miss Dior hat with a black bow.

However, America does not wear hats…. So I will just cuddle with the soft, beautiful hat. I found an antique cropped and tailored navy wool sweater with a button down back and white fur cuffs in a small town Salvation Army store. I could not resist it, it was beautiful beyond words and called to me. So when they did a collaboration with Madonna I thought I had to have an item no matter what I see now this was a bad starting point.

I bought a black cat-suit with rhinestones. Off cause it looked fantastic on me in the store, but It hung in my closet for two years before I finally wore it. It was at New Years eve some years ago. I have never worn it since. I always dreamed of getting a pair of Gucci Loafers in Italy. After a couple of hours trying on different pairs, I sadly walked out empty handed unable to convince myself to buy a solid white hybrid between a driver and a boat shoe with some blue and yellow, a shoe that was only shown in the Italian collection online.

I was obsessed for the next several days over those shoes. Days later, as I saw the clothes and shows Italians wore in Venice I knew I would need to get the shoes. The next day I walked out of the Gucci in Venice with the shoes. I was hoping to let my inner Italian flair come out I am an American by wearing the shoes, but I have never found the right pants or I have just not found the courage.

Nevertheless, they are a pair of gorgeous Italian shoes that occupy a special place in my closet! First things first; if you feel uncomfortable with it the only thing to do is push to the limits maybe an ascot with a little age to it; an heirloom but with great vivid colors blues and reds and not necessarily silk; It will move their look form the jacket; dark jeans and suede boots. I believe walking into the spotted pig would roll a few looks your way with a little wink.

Always push the envelope. How can you not feel comfortable in New York; Paris or Milan; with any wardrobe.

Try Rochester, NY if you want to feel like your shoes are to tight. I tried it on, I loved it. What was I thinking. I was so wrong. There are practically the same, even for the quality of the fabrics, and I feel so dumb spending that much money on a jacket I already had. I constantly used to buy near-identical versions of what I already have too! I finally realised around 40 slow huh it was because some things sailor pants, stripy t shirts, skinny black jeans, 50s silhouette dresses, red shoes were going to be part of my life forever.

Now I just get really strict and make sure new purchases add a new colour or texture or sleeve length or fabric weight or something. For me, it is this beautiful teal and blue Desigual coat. I thought I would wear it all the time in the winter.

This is a gorgeous jacket. I love Desigual clothes. You should definitely wear it. I have a lot of their clothes and I always get great comments when I wear them. Sometimes by wearing your fab jacket you will give others the courage to wear something they are hiding in their wardrobe.

You could start a new trend for your area!! I always dreamt of having and, most of all, wearing an original Scottish kilt but never had the guts to do it…. A few years ago I bought a pair of eye-poppingly bright red-orange skinny pants for summer.

Unfortunately, at the time, I was not skinny, and my entire closet was full of black, grey and white clothes. Every summer I would try them on but felt like I could never wear them out anywhere, so they hung in my closet. Since then I have lost 25 pounds and the bright red pants were too large so I gave them away. And this summer my closet is full of bright colors—yellow, turquoise, pink— and a pair of orange pants that I have worn a lot this summer! I love beautiful clothes and your site is inspirational and enjoyable.

I was prepared to die for them! Perhaps I need a bit more courage to wear it… in the form of your fantastic book? For me, it was a tan khaki sarong. A few years ago, I was looking for that perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by a post I saw on this website where the men were wearing sarongs. Since the school I went to followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms, I thought it would be perfect! This one is actually a recent experiment.

I went to San Fransisco in early April with friends and saw a gentlemen flaunting a dark greenish vintage male tote bag. Instantly I began to mentally go through my wardrobe putting together a collection centered around the bag.

About two months went by before i actually purchased the bag. I was in a j crew and i saw one and got excited enough to buy it. Long story short, the bag sits in my room now as a clean sock hamper. There comes a time when you see the most amazing piece of clothing and at that moment you must have it.

For me it was a Marc Jacobs grecian inspired dress in an interesting shade of washed black actually looks like a dk. The dress is definitely a blend of avant-garde with a grecian twist to it with an understated sexy appeal.

I always envisioned myself wearing this dress to some type of function such as the Art Institute of Chicago or the Museum of Contemporary Art. I think it would be appreciated more in a creative and artistic environment. I always coveted the thing. Since it has been in my possession I have only worn once. And the reason behind the choice that evening was the Montana winter weather.

It was 20 degrees below zero with freezing winds. I did learn that evening that fur absolutely trumps synthetic weather breaking materials, but somehow silver fox fur still seems to be bit much for the lodge. When I was in high school I loved to play basketball and played for my schools team all four years. They were a really cool shoe with that awesome elephant print Jordan is known for.

Anyway, after waiting a year and finally buying them I found they were a bit to ostentatious for a skinny white kid in Montana. I never really wore but a few times and to be honest mostly just around the house. To this day they are in mint condition safely tucked away in my families basement. The original design was meant to be silly, and it was. The trouble was, when push came to shove, my sense of humor in regard to my hairless self was close to nonexistent.

My item of this topic is a black print tee-shirt, a silhouette of Jim Morrison head shot with the logo of The Doors. You may query that what so big deal of wearing a tee-shirt. My dream item of clothing is a perfecto leather jacket. Few years ago my mum bought me a Russian hat in St.

Petersburg , beautiful and with a very soft chocolate-brown fur. A few years ago I decided I wanted a trench coat. Bear in mind that this is not a contemporary tailored short version. I wanted a full trench coat I think I had a picture of Alain Delon in my mind. My partner bought it for me as a gift…and I never wear it.

I think I wore it once. For me, a tan sarong. I was searching for the perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by men I saw here on the sartorialist wearing sarongs.

The sarong had to be tan since my school followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms no higher than 2 inches above the knee. I was ready to take the high school fashion circuit by storm! I looked up different ways to tie the sarong , building up the courage to buy the fabric needed…I ended up wearing shorts. How easy is it to take in a boozy brunch on the Lower East Side and then meander or stagger? The problem of impaired judgment is, of course, impaired judgment.

The particular afternoon I have in mind involved unlimited mimosas and the company of a best friend—he is chic, but prone to enablement. Also, a green coat at Ben Sherman that I think I loved gazing upon more than I pondered wearing had I ever done that I would be a couple hundred dollars richer today.

I dreamed of narrowing the sleeves, taking in the sides, and looking as amazing with it on as it had looked all alone on its wooden hanger. But no one, least of all me, was there to tell me that that green was never going to work with my coloring. I can still remember the name of the shopgirl who, probably knowing I was drunk, and who was just as probably thrilled to have such an easy customer, threw me shade when I returned a year later asking for her.

All said, Autumn got her commission. I got my green coat. Anyone interested in taking it off my hands? I always admired my father when I was a boy, he was always wonderfully dressed in these amazing suits, but there were two jackets in particular which I specially loved: I have to say, an image of the coat on a hanger is a bit of a cop-out. You show us everyone else trying what they love. Give us a photo of you in the jacket as you imagined it and let your fans and friends weigh in.

I am now 19 but when I was 15 I was looking for a pair of perfect sneakers. I went to a hip shoe store in a hip area and walked out with these beautiful rare all red suede low-cut lace up Vans. They were perfect lovely and dramatic. I never wore them. They found a home with a friend of mine a year or two later. But I still remember those shoes with love and slight sadness at the lack of foresight on my part.

For many years i dreamed of owning a fancy classy mac coat with the double buttons down the front and crisp collar. I watched these movies where women would look so elegant wearing them. But i couldnt find one- the ones i did find always had a problem…too expensive,not my colour etc.

Plus i come from a country which is sunny most of the year! Anyway… When i was about 16 we were in Stockholm me and my brother were allowed to get one thing we really wanted.

I wanted that coat. And i drove Everyone crazy about it. We spent TWO days looking for it all over and was becoming a nuisance! It sat there like it was glowing. All white with beautiful buttons. ONE left in MY size. I loved it so much i was afraid to wear it! I was afraid it would snag on a nail and rip, get stained by coffee,get lost on a train. Went out with my friends and you wouldnt believe it — my friend pours his drink all down the front accidentally!!!!!! Well, thank goodness for brilliant drycleaning.

Years later i still have it, it still makes me feel all glamorous but it barely leaves my closet… sigh. I think ill try and wear it tomorrow ;. Though, perhaps the one giving me the stink eye presently, is a multi-coloured, floral-print, cotton-gauze, ruffly-busted, vintage disaster.

All good things for a summer wardrobe staple you say? And I bought it like that. My biggest disappointment of a purchase: I was a freshman in college when I started to dream of one day owning them. Finally after two years of almost buying them, I splurged and bought a pair! They looked awful on me.

Some years ago, on a cold winter day, I litterally ran into a rabbit fur coat by Claudie Pierlot in Au Bon Marché in Paris, and bought it at once. It was a little expensive for me, though affordable.

And next winter, I am decided to give it away. A couple of years back I bought a pair of dark red lace up mocassins, thinking that it would be fun to match them, in winter, with a simple outfit of grey flannel trousers, a white shirt and a blue or charcoal cashmere sweater. I would dress accordingly, put them on, walk in front of the mirror, think how handsome I looked, and then as I was opening the front door, I always took them off and instead slip on the shell cordovans I usually wear or some other less outrageous piece of footwear.

Every year I think I have the courage to wear them, and then I always chicken out. A pair of suspenders! I think suspenders could much more easily go dorky than trendy.

My grandfather used to be a president of a renown insurance company in South Korea before IMF and he had been very meticulous and chic with the types of clothing he wore. While other fashionistas wore Burberry or Other well known clothes back in the time in Seoul, South Korea, my grandfather wore unique types of clothes, such as from Martin Margiela, Paul Smith, Lanvin, etc. As always my grandfather stood out in a crowd due to what he wore since nobody else wore the styles of clothes. As a result, I did find a yellow, camel Martin Margiela blazer top with elongated bottom ends with power shoulders.

I always wanted to wear that Martin Margiela Blazer as a reminder of my late grandfather, but I never wore anything out of proportion in size or color. I even thought the camel color would not suit me! Normally the cool colors, gray, blue, white, black, or some less warm tone colors work for me.

But never brown, dark red, or yellow. Thank you for this post, I could not stop myself from writing this comment since it reminded me so much of that Martin Margiela blazer. I bought a pair of red skinnies and always tried to find the right time to wear them or the right thing to wear them with.

It is very loud but who cares I love being noticed! I went to an arts middle and high school, so it was a ton of fun to finally get to dress the way I wanted to and to spend my time getting to know the clothes. I got to the point where I needed to start to look more the part of dapper salesman pretty quickly. Like any good piece of art, it was beautiful and a little unnecessary. I asked the salesman, Steve, how much this Burberry slice of awesome was.

I worked at that shop about six years and came by a lot of other beautiful suits, sport coats, shirts and ties that I still wear in my classroom today, many moons later. That one still haunts me a bit. My BCBG vertically-striped black and white button down, shrunken to delicately meet my waist. When I saw it online, I envisioned wearing it over a paper-thin white tee, complimented by a pair of skinny dark blue jeans that hugged my hips generously.

To this day, it has collected dust in the back of my closet, and only once did I consider resuscitating it: My story is very similar to yours Scott. I bought a beautiful Eton linen shirt. It caught my eye in a store and I fell in love.

I pictured wearing it with grey wool pants or even blue jeans. However, I too would feel too self conscious wearing it because of how bold it is. It would draw too much attention to itself! It looks more like a piece of art. But every time the season gets cooler, my chance slips away. Crossing my fingers that this season will be the one! For me, far too many pairs of high heels! I will need to move to the land of supermodels! There have been many. But what came to mind immediately was the first time.

I grew up in Newport Beach Calif at a time when we still had to travel long distances to get to any decent stores which we only very rarely did, and usually not for me. It never even made it out of my room because it just absolutely embarrassed me when I had it on, even when I was completely alone. There have been other such moments sadly, this still happens from time to time, albeit less often as I get older. Even now I remember the long racks of coats where I spied my fur, where my mom tried to steer me to something a little more practical.

And I remember the smell of the store, though I forget the name of it. This is such a great question! My answer- a trench coat. I returned it immediately though because I was afraid that it would look too flashy against my simpler but still classic pieces back then. Omg, I still have it. I was in Milan ten years ago and everybody had this mule shoes that are cowboy style. They look so Italian!!! The day before I left I found a pair on my size!

I own in my wardrobe for years a scotish tailored kilt. I always dreamed about to be that william lawsows man running in the mountains with a big horse and impress some beautiful girl. The true fact is that i met a special girl, that love a man in kilt. I never wear it to much times, 1 or 2 days i had courage to dress it over these years, one of them was in a party.

As a teenager I saw a pink sweater at a discount store. Imagine a teenage boy wearing a pink sweater to school. I may have even bought it with my own money. Keep in mind that this was during the mid s when men did NOT wear bright colors, never mind pink. I always wanted to wear hats. I got this beautiful felt, taupe, masculine hat with a black gros grain ribbon. I gave away the felt one and kept the summer one thinking: I should have passed, but I got the trendy bug!

This the case with the most perfect cowboy boots in the ever after entire world. They are fitted to my calves I have slim legs and they are an almost nude color. I forewent some more gas in my tank and bought them at a vintage store.

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