Wardrobe SNAP. Awkward.

Kerri Sackville Tuesday 3 January 2012 10:39am

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Pink & Shakira deal with it better

When I was younger, I had satoriaphobia, a word I just made up that means ‘Fear of wearing the same outfit as someone else’. It haunted me. Back when I was a kid, we didn’t have Westfields (or computers) in which to shop for clothes. We had a couple of local stores and we all shopped at the same places. For me, it was a cute little boutique called The Individual Kid, and the kidswear department of Grace Bros* (David Jones being far too expensive back then).

My criteria for buying clothes as a child was simple. I wanted to look as trendy as Michelle, the trendiest girl in my year, but not exactly the same as Michelle, because then I’d look like I’d copied her, and what I was really aiming for was a homage.

Well, this was not easy. For a start, I had no idea what Michelle was going to wear until she wore it, which made homages kind of tricky. For another thing, I had no sense of style or taste, and had to rely on my mother to choose my clothes for me. Now, my mother was great at choosing clothes for her 35 year old self, but not so great when it came to choosing clothes for an adolescent girl – which is why I was always slightly daggy at school and never got Josh Goldenbum to love me.

Still, I never did wear exactly the same outfit as someone else, except for twice on the very same day.

I had two birthday parties on the same day, one in the afternoon, and one at night. I went to the daytime party in a brand new dress, and to this day I remember it with absolute clarity. It was pink and short sleeved, with a little belt and a bright floral print. And Monica Biggs was wearing the exact same dress. What’s worse, she looked better than me. I was devastated.

Still, there was always the disco party that evening. I had a second dress, a gorgeous little number from The Individual Kid that I absolutely adored. It had a purple tank top, to which a green, pink and purple striped skirt was attached. I looked terrific in it. Sadly, though, Jessie Freed looked even better. Individual Kid my arse. I wanted to cry.

Happily, I have never again experienced such sartorial shame, though my sartoriaphobia has remained. Then on Saturday night, the unthinkable happened.

I was getting dressed to go out to family celebration. I had planned my outfit for weeks: a crisp, white, linen shift dress with three quarter sleeves and a hint of embroidery at the bust, worn with high brown boots and some beads. I got dressed and admired myself appreciatively in the mirror – I looked fresh, young and groovy. Then I walked into the bedroom to where my husband sat on the bed.

“Are you kidding me?” he exclaimed.

“Don’t you like it?” I asked. I was crushed.

“It looks like a cultural exposition,” he told me.

I did not wish to look like a cultural exposition. Quite frankly, I wasn’t even sure what a cultural exposition was. So – though I often ignore my husband’s fashion advice – I ran back to my wardrobe and got changed.

At the party that night, I received many compliments on my geometrical, patterned dress that I had bought recently overseas. I liked what I was wearing, but still thought longingly of my cultural exposition at home.

And then I saw her. Another woman, brunette, curly-haired like me, wearing my white, linen shift dress with high brown boots. She was wearing my cultural exposition! If I’d worn it too, we would have been twins. I felt a surge of relief. I had been saved from humiliation.

So the moral of the story is simple. Unless you sew your own clothes, you are always at risk of being dressed like someone else.

And if you’re trying to be trendy, don’t go for a cultural exposition. It looks like a nightie anyway, and you’ll never be as Individual as you think.

Kerri lives in Sydney with her husband, three kids, and Spunky the rabbit. Her first book, “When My Husband Does The Dishes…”, is out now. You can follow Kerri’s blog here and catch up with her on Twitter here.

This piece was originally published here and has been republished here with full permission.

Have you ever been caught out wearing the same outfit as someone else? How did you react?

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