I’ve never really subscribed to the idea of a style icon. Perhaps because appropriate options were a long time coming. Back in 1983, when I bought my first suit, to whom would I have looked for inspiration? We were sorting out professional style en masse.
By the time style icons appropriate to working women began to appear I had already developed my own fairly stubborn ideas. For better or worse, I thought I knew what I was doing.
If pressed now, in my regular life, although I don’t do icons, I could certainly give style favorites. They’re age appropriate, too. Ines de la Fressange. Tilda Swinton. Sturdy, minimal, aspirational Artsy. No surprise to any of you, I imagine.
But now I’m choosing a wedding dress. And as it turns out, I want to feel neither terribly Artsy nor Sturdy when I wed.
Where to look?
I was talking to my friend Meg Keene, who owns the site, A Practical Wedding. Good resource, no? I was fretting, a tad, over my dress options. You see, last weekend I made my way to a bridal salon, accompanied by my sister, my sister-in-law, my niece, and baby nephew. While my nephew had no particular opinion, the female contingent was united in their love for a dress more girly than I had planned. Less edgy. Less ironic, if you will.
And guess what. Me too. Imagine point d’esprit. A one-shoulder silhouette. Even some tulle.
What to do?
“Oh,” said Meg, “Here’s what I tell my mother. WWMW.”
“What Would Mirren Wear?”
Oh. Of course. Even though I don’t adore Helen Mirren’s aesthetic for my regular life, I am a stone cold fan of her attitude. And for my wedding, well, yes. I think yes. Armed with her courage, point d’esprit here I come. I’m reserving the right to change my mind at the last minute and revert to Christopher Kane’s tape dress. But for now I’m exploring the land of blonde satin pumps, in the guise of a Dame.
I suppose icons are signifiers of the uncharted.