My round of the Carnivale was such a success. I love you all!! And a carnival it is, with this freak show of fashions. The topic was

What is your fashion confession, either a long ago faux pas, or today’s guilty pleasure?

• Shoelover owns Duck Boots that are too embarrassing to be placed in her own clear shoe boxes. There’s something to be said of at least that. She also is seduced by the comfort of un-sexy flannel nighties. But I’m sure she sleeps easy in them.
• It’s neon socks that haunt Maria Palma. Haunt, I tell you, to her soul—like flashbacks from a glittering 80s rave. As well they should, as you’ll only truly understand when you read her tale of the outfit with which they mis-matched. —– Maria, forgive yourself, this Fashion Snob commands; it was the 80s, after all, and you were very young—In the 80s.
• Rebecca, from The Space Between My Peers, confesses that she is not with the “in-crowd” of couture. But doesn’t that make us love her more? Ella can tell that Rebecca cares, and that makes all the difference. (P.S. Sex and the City has many great elements, besides the raunch and the glamour. Don’t feel like you need to be a certain person to watch—you don’t! And if you decide you don’t like it, so what? There’s more out there.)
• Danielle, from Final Fashion, *still* loves Doc Martens, and the ensembles and even lifestyles that go with them. Respect must be given to someone who has seen this blog, with such a post as this, and boldly claims this defiance. But as the fashion designer that she is, I hope she creates pieces more tailor-cut (you can see her illustrations, done the right way, from her blog). (And by the way, I don’t exactly need stilettos, myself.)
• Mallory, from Pursed Lips, is horrified to admit that—while she was a tiny tot, mind you—she owned a purse … shaped … like a tennis shoe!! Mal, doll, you’ve grown up to sophisticated taste. As a collector and fashion fan, I once eyed those handbags shaped like corsets … But I won’t tell you when.
• Rondi, from Begin Each Day as if it Were on Purpose, proudly declares she loves ponchos. But she also swears the ones she selects are beautiful, not the Martha Stewart or others we’ve seen over the past year. And I, Ella, do not mind. I do not terribly mind a poncho. I like ponchos, as long as they have no Mexican flair or fringes–yick. While admittedly not slimming, they do conceal. They aren’t usually too warm, and they make purse-carrying more difficult, yes yes. But they can be right, if designed right. What I suggest for most who think like we do, is to think of the capelet. I have turned to capelets, and they are indeed chic! Rondi, you could add these little items to your poncho collection!
• Samida, from Coutured Stains, gave an amusing depiction of rainbowed brights in her youth that could nearly give a seizure by reading. Oh, my eyes.
• Quel shock! The Bargain Queen confesses to splurging on expensive items! But the worth-it ones. Darling, I wish I had your will. Three Longchamps at $200? You don’t want to hear my therapist-worthy confession! (And I never want my therapist to.) P.S. Can I see pics of your beloved bags? 0:-) I love their new Vintage collection. There’s a Longchamp store in my town. Oh, no–here we go!

Stay tuned soon for my own fashion confession! It should be good, don’t you think? If you still want to send one in, I can do another round this upcoming Friday! Submit your URL in the comments, by Thursday, s’il vous plait? (And if you don’t have a blog, post your whole confession in these comments, if you’d like!)

by Designer Ella on April 10, 2006

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