A Lightweight Striped Blazer

striped blazer

striped blazer

striped blazer

striped blazer

striped blazer

Are you a blazer person or not so much? I’ve found that there’s no in between, you either love them or hate them.

My love of blazers started my junior year in college. It was going to be cold that night, but I had this cami-style sequin tank that I was hell bent on wearing, and I had $30.00 allowance dollars to spare if I still wanted to drink that night and sober up at Waffle House. Classy, right? Not gonna lie, I miss those days!

Anyway, I went to Old Navy looking for an outfit solution with my $30.00, and the only thing my small budget would cover was a black blazer. Sour faced, I hauled it to the dressing room and tried it on. Surprised at how much I loved it, I spent ten minutes striking every pose and angle searching for a flaw, because I was convinced that blazers were for librarians and lawyers, not college girls.

Y’all. I wore that damn thing nightly. Every time I put it on and entered a room, it turned from a walk to a strut. It’s amazing how a single piece of clothing can make you feel like a bad ass. I dunno how to explain it, but that blazer made me feel like a big girl. Like a chic, cultured adult trapped in a 21 year old college girls life. Well, until the drinks started flowing and the band started playing “Summer of ’69”,  then the college girl started showing. Good times.

Thirteen years later, I still have that blazer! I can’t wear it of course, it’s an extra small and it reeks of Jagermeister, but I can’t fathom getting rid of it. I honestly see it as a pivotal piece of my life. That’s crazy, I realize that, and I don’t give a damn.

That blazer has been through a heart-wrenching breakup, a “call a friend or I’ve gotta take y’all in” situation, and a cocktail party I’ll never forget.

It’s been there for a snide comment from an arrogant, ignorant bastard, my only one night stand that turned into a year long relationship, and celebrating AC’s second birthday.

I was wearing it when I saw my biological father for the first time in ten years, and it was hung over my purse when he passed.

Truth be told, I didn’t even realize all of these moments until I started writing this post. I had no idea what I was going to write about, as I hate editorial calendars. My life is so hectic, so committed, I like to keep this space sporadic.

I purchased this cute, lightweight, affordable blazer, and I styled it for an afternoon coffee date with an old friend. I knew I wanted to shoot it for the blog, so I included it in the lineup for last weeks shoot. I’m thinking of pairing it with a (similar) cropped denim jumpsuit that I purchased a couple of years ago. Or maybe with this skirt I posted? What do y’all think?

How do y’all feel about blazers? I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Photography by Ryan Sherrod 

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