Finding Your Signature Look
I decided I want to have a signature look. All the great women of history have. There’s Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy’s incredible style. Elizabeth Taylor had her diamonds and gems. My 10th grade English teacher had a different pin on her sweater every day. The girl sitting next to me painted her nails a different color each day. Me? I think I’m going to go with this:

No it’s not the paper hat or the chocolate ice cream-covered cheeks. It’s also not the crooked bangs because I wouldn’t keep still for my poor mom and her scissors. I mean, those do look pretty cute, but it’s just not quite what I had in mind.
I want my signature to be a big smile and a warm face.
It costs the least. It never goes out of fashion. And for some reason, people really like it.
I remember sitting in German class in Berlin last spring. We’d all brought photos of our families to share during a break. Everyone chatted about the clothing styles of the Russian families and what was going on in the pictures of Vietnamese and Polish families. It was awesome! Then I pulled out my photos. Everyone started laughing.
“What?” I kept asking. ”What?”
“They’re just soooooo American,” everyone told me in German.
I had a puzzled look. My forehead wrinkled up, and I just looked at the pictures of my family just doing our thing. ”What do you mean?” I asked.
“You’re all smiling.”
My forehead was still wrinkled. ”Yeah,” I said. ”We’re happy. Of course we’re smiling.”

My husband, Martin, and I have always had a running joke that no matter were we go, someone always asks me for directions or to take photographs for them. The funniest is when they’d start asking me in German, and I’d have to shoot a nervous glance toward Martin. ”Help!” He’s returned from getting tickets or our lunch to find someone chatting with (or at!) me.
I started carrying a map everywhere I went in Berlin just so I could answer questions. It’s actually been one of the best ways to practice German!
So you know what? Clothes and accessories can really be empowering. (They can also be just as frustrating and discouraging – anyone else struggle with what to wear this morning?!) But every single day, if you stand tall, you’re going to carry a sense of happiness and confidence that clothes might not be able to offer. After all, who do you ask for help? You probably don’t pick based on who looks the most stylish. You’re looking in their faces and in their eyes, right?
And well, if you’re looking at me, I’ve got a map! ;)
Our family stopped buying new clothes in May 2008. It’s been the greatest lifestyle change we’ve ever made. Check out the entire No New Clothes Challenge here.








April 11th, 2011 at 11:53 am
as soon as I scrolled to the picture I thought ‘she must have a smile as her signature look, she must!’ LOL! I don’t know if I necessarily would have thought that had I not seen your video yesterday, but now that I’ve “met” you, no surprise! =)
Funny stories: my mom’s high school yearbook features people addressing her as “Smiles”, which I have always thought was adorable. I knew a guy in college who always called me “Sunshine”, so yeah, you never know! =P
You’re never fully dressed without a smile! =)
April 11th, 2011 at 1:16 pm
Oh, I love this! Thanks for sharing your childhood picture with us. SO cute!
April 11th, 2011 at 2:07 pm
thanks Juliette :) You’re too funny!
April 11th, 2011 at 2:51 pm
I’m Polish;p and i paint my nails every day.. well not always cuz sometimes im tooo tired but usually every 2 – 3 days different colour;p ahah;d nice childhood photo Katie! oh and your smile didn’t change a bit from your childhood tyll now!
xxxx
April 11th, 2011 at 7:13 pm
That happens to me all the time too! I can’t tell you the number of times have been in DC or New York or some other place far from home and strangers come up and ask me for directions. I always just figured I must look like I know what I’m doing.
April 11th, 2011 at 8:13 pm
Hi Katie,
I just found you site few months ago & I enjoy reading your LIFE STORY. As expat living in US, it brings back many memories when I was living in Europe. Thank you for sharing your experience. A yes, you have a great signature look. Keep smiling.
April 12th, 2011 at 1:15 am
Excellent advice for a Brit who faces life with permanent worried look…thank you!
April 12th, 2011 at 5:30 am
I love this, Katie! I seriously was thinking about this just the other day. I have a lovely friend who everyone LOVES, and I honestly think she’s one of the most beautiful people I know…and it has nothing to do with her clothes or her appearance. It’s because of her big smile and her warmth and her utter sincerity. THAT’S the kind of beauty that you can wear every day, that never wears out, that you can take to the grave. That’s the kind of beauty I want to be known for.
And as for the Americans-always-smile-in-pictures thing…yeah, so true. Our friends here have laughed at our photos too–and at the fact that we always have big cheesy grins in every group pic. It’s part of our American uniform, we say. :)
And I, too, always get asked for directions. And I always get proselytized in the park. :) But I like to tell myself it’s just because I don’t look like the kind of person who’s going to be rude to them. :)
April 12th, 2011 at 5:37 am
Katie,
I enjoyed your post. I just had to laugh, too, because I could relate. I’ve been asked directions twice in the last month. What I found unusual was that both times I was on my bike (and not in a downtown urban area) and was asked directions by folks in cars. The first family even had a GPS, but it had led them astray. And I was in a rural area I wasn’t familiar with, but I had a map!
April 12th, 2011 at 1:31 pm
Hi, I love your site, love you attitude and philosophy and love that smile! We are a military family and have lived in Turkey and Germany and I really wanted to blend in in Germany, it was impossible in Turkey. We did alot of camping, in a Tabert Caravan (very old one, but wonderful all the same)….the smile gives us away (us as in U.S. Keep smiling! Cathy
April 13th, 2011 at 4:19 pm
Thanks for the reminder – it is attitude and not money that wins friends.
April 14th, 2011 at 5:44 am
I loved this post and I love your signature look
April 14th, 2011 at 10:03 am
Love your story.
Reminds me of when I was a student traveling in Europe. I was trying to get through the underground so I could meet up with the right train station. There was a big rugby match going on and tons of people. The French person who I got my ticket from wasn’t helpful (you know how they treat nonspeaking French people in Paris) and I was so lost. (Nothing in my French trans books helped). An Irish girl came up and took over – she told me where to go and what to do and got me to the right train station. I always say she was really an angel.