I love, adore, want to be, have a crush on Phoebe Buffay. If you don’t know who that is, she’s the somewhat crazy blonde on Friends. If you haven’t ever seen an episode of Friends, we can’t be friends.
Let me just get this out of the way. Monica is too clean and anal. Rachel is too whiny, and seriously, just end things with Ross.
Ode to Phoebe
Can I have your muffin?
My mom committed suicide.
I’m getting married
…though I never thought I wanted to.
I carried my brother’s triplets
…out of the goodness of my heart.
I still run like I’m 5 years old.
I sing even though I’m terrible.
I have a questionable sexual history.
I ride my bike with training wheels.
And you know what?
I don’t care what you think.
“Watch, learn, and don’t eat my cookie.”
Not my best. For some reason, I was much better at poetry in 5th grade. Perhaps I’m jaded now, unlike the multi-talented and always wondering Phoebe.
I don’t just adore Pheobe for her “I-don’t-care” attitude and her running skills. Her personality is reflected in what she wears. Her outfits wouldn’t work on Rachel or Monica, but they work perfectly for her. Occasionally bordering between “crunchy” and “mildly crazy with a hint of 5 year old,” the outfits are uniquely her, and complement her character to the fullest.
Normally colorful, sometimes a little more crazy, sometimes hobo, sometimes polished, sometimes with feathery hairties and pigtails. You know that whatever she wears, she will own it.
This carefree dressing style that is both integral and completely unique to her is what I strive towards. So what if I want to wear plaid Keds with a white skirt and a striped top? Makes me happy. When I want to dress crazy, I’ll dress crazy. When I want to be sexy, I’m there. Dressing well is not just about following the trends: it is about being able to look absolutely at home in what you’re wearing. In addition, putting some “you” into the outfit is exactly what the doctor prescribes for fixing the “copycat” feeling.
Sidenote: My boyfriend’s parents recently bought me one of those awesome calf length sleeping bag coats; when I wear it with my Moon Boots, I just look like a walking pillow. BUT I’m the warmest person ever. It’s negative degrees out; that’s all that matters. I GET STARED AT, IT’S FINE.
Here is my ultimate “crazy with a hint of 5 year old” outfit:
So whether it’s 4 inch heels, Moon Boots, or both, the most important thing is to feel at home in your own clothes. ‘Cause let’s be real, it’s much easier to dress for yourself than it is to try and please everyone who sees you.
Let me know what your crazy Phoebe wardrobe moment was!