Slow down, you’re doing fine, you can’t be everything you want to be – before your time. Billy Joel
Stumbling over the finish line of 2009 with my bank balance and level of sanity barely in tack; blowing a ruffled fringe of exhaustion from my eyes; wiping the multi-tasking perspiration from my brow, and grabbing a pint of ‘what now’, I waited for the onset of revelations…
Sheepishly acknowledging my ‘forget the tortoise – he is too wrinkly to be an idol’ mantra had come full circle. I mused on the dawn of 2009 where I stated haughtily, “This is a year for reaction; zealous proficiency and meticulous organisation!” while proceeding to morph into Action Plan Sarah, bolting from pillar to post in desperate attempts to multi-task my way to magnificence…
Needless to say, twelve and a half months in, I was deflated and disheartened, nursing my disappointment in the realisation that it was all a farce, Wonder Woman was a fictional character, and my enthusiasm for filling my ‘trophy shoes’ had dwindled into a December of slipper-dom?! Curses!
I’ll admit that I take solace in the notion that I wasn’t alone in my frantic climb up the ladder of life, as it’s been a frenzied year for all. From the insertion of Gaga mania, to the demise of the entire economy; credit cards with limits higher than Alexander McQueen platforms are on the ‘out’ list, while selling your (now considered vintage) Christian Lacroix psychedelic dresses to buy organic shoes is sooooo hot. House prices are down, but hair is definitely ‘up’. Woolies has gone but ‘shalt not be forgotten’. Over eight hundred new eco friendly beauty brands have stormed the market. And size zero? Oh purlease, someone pass me a large organic falafel with a side of fries. (Meat is out, I’m sure you got the memo.)
So, Two Thousand and Zen is the current title to my new life transforming itinerary for this all new, all shiny, all hopeful decade. I have conceded to slow down in order to speed up, giving myself time to reflect *insert thoughtful face* amidst the rush-a-holic society that I was succumbed to *insert mediation music *. Will this involve throwing away the Choo’s for an all new vegan collection of dust-sandals? I think not. I shall simply return to my time of infinite wisdom coupled with a carefree and relaxed demeanour… Ok so I don’t recall experiencing that stage of ‘enlightenment’, but I’ve bought a first class ticket and I’m more than ready to board the train!
Unless you’re a die hard goddess of green, it’s a not a case of building windmills on the roof of our two-up two-down terraces, it’s more about shifting the balance. Vivienne Westwood has turned her hand to adorning our walls with her design genius, presenting ‘Westwood Walls’ as a way of transforming your humble abode into a shrine of brilliance, enticing you to embrace the ‘staying in is the new going out’ notion. While Karl Lagerfeld and the elites at Chanel have humbled their reign by approaching customers to acquire some inspiration on forthcoming collections – talk about community spirit? Relaxation and simplicity is surrounding us, Denim has re joined the cool gang and ‘smart joggers’ are knocking on the door of unavoidable trends. Pastel pinks, jade and lemon are blessing the textures of sheer, satin and flowing fabrics. Teaming casual with chic and leaving soft curls to frizz and twist at will, is the forecast for the aspiring cool cat.
I know that like all other new years, decades and centuries before it, the adopted attitudes of two thousand and Zen will have a predictable lifespan. But quite frankly if nothing else, I’m looking forward to the new Hobbs collection of dusty pink brogues! Tina Turner has embraced the slow-down stance since 1993 (I mark the year of her enlightenment on the year What’s Love Got To Do With It was released – naturally), and leaving aside the new “Celebrity life?” “Yawn” attitude – if it’s good enough for Tina, it is good enough for me.
So ditch the diary, and spend some time with your nearest and dearest. Favour beauty over glamour, swap a Bond Street shop for the Aveda Seven Points of Balance Gift Set and indulge in some pure you time. This year I’m vowing to slow down and let it all just pass me by; I’m sure the rat race can survive with one less member. My only concern? May 2010 brings on the launch of the new Sex in The City part deux, crammed full of sky scraping heels, spray on jeans and feminine vanity in every pixel! I know you can only lead a horse to water, but four months in – will I have the conviction not to drink?
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ome time with your nearest and dearest. Favour beauty over glamour, swap a Bond Street shop for the
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t all just pass me by; I’m sure the rat race can survive with one less member. My only concern? May 2010 brings on the launch of the new Sex n jeans and feminine vanity in every pixel! I know you can ave the conviction not to drink?