Hair ribbons are one of those things everyone will sooner or later grow out of, like braces or The Sims. That said, I am of the opinion that there is a case to be made for wearing hair ribbons into full-fledged adulthood.
Look at the OG hair ribbon icon, Eloise. Let’s examine her life, shall we? At the tender age of six she was living in pink silk pyjamas in a penthouse suite, ordering room service to her little heart’s desire and commandeering an entire hotel staff. By contrast, when I was six I was mostly preoccupied with trying to figure out how to bring my Beanie Baby deer to life as a loophole to my parents’ “no pets” rule.
Additionally, Eloise knows Julie Andrews. We could all do a lot worse than taking after her.
So at 22, having decided that Eloise is a state of mind, I’m donning all the hair ribbons I please and as of tomorrow will start rattling off food orders to anyone who will listen and end each directive with an emphatic “and charge it, please!”. Unfortunately, I don’t currently own any hair ribbons being that, well, I’m 22, so I’ve repurposed this old fabric belt instead. It’s not that great and tbh I wouldn’t recommend doing the same thing because it’s stiff and doesn’t do that romantic limpy thing the hair ribbon of my dreams would where it elegantly flows with your hair, but it will do in a pinch.
And while I’m appreciating antiquated styles, I might as well let you know that I’m wearing a sweater vest. It’s layered over a chiffon balloon-sleeve blouse in an effort to modernize it a bit, but for all intents and purposes I have dived headfirst into librarian territory once again. Finishing off the look with a nice camel toe-inviting pair of mom jeans is also a great way to ensure you’re repelling the opposite sex once and for all.