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Tim Gunn: A Guide to Quality, Taste and Style – Tim Gunn

Seriously? Who doesn’t love Tim Gunn? I know I do. I got a little bored with makeover shows, but I have a special soft spot for Gunn and Project Runway. Keren raved about his book and lent it to me.

Either I watched way too many makeover shows, or I just have innate natural taste and style – but there was nothing revolutionary about this book.  I have heard this all before.

The high notes:

  • The writing was SO Gunn. I know he had a co-author, but I could absolutely hear his voice.
  • The suggestions, while not ground breaking, are good ones.
  • It has inspired me to clean out my closet. Which is good, because I have a week off.
  • It inspired me to wear the same clothing more often. This may not be his intention, but for me? A high note.
  • I read it and wanted to dress better. I can be stylish AND comfortable.

The low notes:

  • It inspired me to clean out my closet. Which I just did a few weeks ago when I watched his TV show. I don’t know what else is in there.
  • I read it and wanted to dress better. Then once again opted for jeans and a T-shirt to go watch wrestling. So, I CAN be stylish and comfortable, but I won’t be. And now I will feel guilty about it. YEA for more guilt!

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Target Underwear and a Vera Wang Gown: Notes from a Single Girl’s Closet – Adena Halpern

I don’t know why I read this. Even worse, I requested it from the library, which means I sought it out. It has to have been recommended to me by some author.

I am not single. I don’t think I have been single for more than 6 months since I am 16. I am not a girl who likes gowns. Or Vera Wang in particular. I am not a girl who really even likes fashion that much. I don’t even really like other girls or boys who like fashion that much.

This book was a memoir. A memoir of a girl I would probably intensely dislike in person. She seemed likable enough in prose, but really? Thousands of dollars of halter tops? 6 inch heels? Who are these people?

I don’t know why I do these things to myself. Isn’t the subway sad enough without bad books about lives of people who aren’t interesting and I wouldn’t like?

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