If you shop often or look at Instagram style feeds on a regular basis, no doubt you’ve seen the phrase “farmer’s market style” used to describe an outfit. I have to admit, I both love and hate that description. Why, you ask? Let me explain. First of all, I love it. I see this outfit that is minimalistic and yet romantic in it’s minimalism, and I immediately begin imagining myself wearing this outfit and farmer’s market-ing. I see this beautiful image of myself wearing this lovely outfit, buying organic fruits and veggies, laughing and strolling through a busy, yet peaceful street overflowing with produce. Then I sit down and drink an espresso at an outdoor cafe (I’m in Europe at this point, naturally) and read a beautiful old educational French book. The sun is shining, the weather is perfect, and I look like a European model (because why not right? If I’m gonna have a fantasy, I’m sure as heck gonna look like a model in it) and my red lipstick has magically not transferred at all to my teeth or to my perfectly white coffee cup. And then, I realize what has happened. I have gone insane. Finally the inevitable has happened. Because I don’t read educational books, I read teen novels. When I wear red lipstick, it gets on EVERYTHING. When I go to the farmer’s market, it consists of me pushing a giant motorhome sized stroller covered in old food and juice, saying “oh…sorry…excuse me…” as I run over people’s feet while we “stroll” through the street. There are toddlers screaming “GET DOWN” repeatedly and I’m probably sweating because all things in life involve me sweating, the vegetables have poked holes in the flimsy bags they gave us (because I inevitably forgot my perfect “farmer’s market” bags I bought when this fantasy overtake me last time), and there’s no outdoor cafe with espresso. There is only the outfit I was wearing earlier because I forgot to change into my romantic minimalist look and me, wondering why going to the farmer’s market is NOTHING like the movies.
Dang it. Regardless of this juxtaposition of my fantasy life against reality, I still do love “farmer’s market style”! So why not just wear it any old day of the week? I’d like to propose that when this glorious fantasy overtakes you, realize you do actually love the outfit, even though it doesn’t come with a free trip to the French Riviera. Where I am quite sure, their red lipstick stays put.
This vintage top and raw silk skirt I bought from Bumbleebuck Vintage, who is the MASTER of romantic minimalism. You will want to buy everything in her shop simply because it’s lovely. I added the hat and the scarf and the vintage slip on Ariat booties because it just added a little bit of a western flair to the outfit. And now, I’m off to the farmer’s market. Just kidding. I’ll be doing laundry in my jammies. #reallife