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When there are too many rules

I’ve been obsessed with rules and boundaries all week. I talk about them at a table in a cafe, read them in comments, hear them at seminars, and discuss them with clients. Can I or can’t I? Do they or don’t they? Relate yourself to a particular type of figure and appearance? If I’m a “cold spring” type, can I wear a gold dress? How to dress a woman with children so as not to look ridiculous? What should I do if I am a “pear”? Are the systems for typing and classifying women’s types outdated? And you know what I think?

I think that in our life, and without any color typing, there are a huge number of borders. Those who are not aware of their presence, life is hard (“like and like all other people, live not worse than others, do everything as it should be, and sick” – that’s it). Those who are aware are afraid. Because, it turns out, wherever you go, a rule has already been invented, “folk wisdom” is already provided everywhere, someone’s opinion has already been expressed and a label is ready for you. And they all forbid, restrict, warn, corner: “what are you, a loser?”, “you will be a divorcee!”, “fashion victim!”.

Why do you think some average aunt Klava dresses in an ugly way, like a lurex green jacket with striped polyester trousers that she tucks into her boots? Because she doesn’t know the rules? Oh no. Because she has too many rules in her head. Some she had heard somewhere, some she had invented herself. “For women to dress indecently”, “athletic pants indecent”, “shoes for youth”, “green with a red — traffic light”, and absolutely devoid of even the semantic meaning, but is imprinted somewhere in the depths of the cerebral cortex: “no”, “where do I this” and “I like that.” And all these rules leave too little space for the fashionable maneuver of our averaged Clave. So little, that in this close corner only and are placed lurex jacket (“all wear”), pseudo-business trousers (“decently”) and boots (“and as without them?”). And there’s no room for shirts, skirts, or, God forbid, any loafers.

That’s why I like rules that simplify life and promote progress, rather than wallowing in putting labels on yourself (and spending time carefully choosing the most appropriate label, in your opinion). With the help of my posts, I try to expand the boundaries of what is acceptable (and, judging by the presence of a small percentage of outraged comments, there are still these boundaries). You found out what a good sweater looks like, threw out a nasty tight piece of acrylic with a turn-down collar — – the closet became more spacious, remembered the cool sweatshirt on the far shelf, life got better. We learned that not everyone is a classic, we attached to ourselves first a shirt with hard shapes, and then a blouse with soft folds. We saw that the first is beautiful, and the second is boring. Good again. If you see that a rule requires too much time to execute, and the process of this execution only exhausts the soul-so stop following this rule.

And then the woman will find out that she is “a cold spring with a touch of early autumn”. So what? Now she walks in horror, selects only light shades, everything she does not like. You will find the cheap cardigan mint color. Happy, buys. It is suitable for “cold spring”. Or here I was written in a comment about the rule of three colors, which in each image must be combined in certain percentages (percentages!) relations to each other. So how do you get ready for work at the mirror now? Measure the surface area of clothing with a ruler and calculate percentages on a calculator? You know, it’s better to hang yourself than live like this.

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