I know people really like looking at what I wear. (And the ones who don't, generally stay silent, and for this, I'm actually grateful. Most comments like that are not constructive, but negative. Negativity is toxic. Period.)
I like getting dressed.
I like my clothes.
I feel like my clothes are kind of owning me, right now, though. Sometimes I feel like they say more about me than I want them to. Sometimes I feel like I've set the bar too high.
Sometimes I also get mad at my camera for not cooperating, the internet for blacking out right when I need it, my face for looking puffy AND drawn of the morning, my THIGHS. I don't feel like getting mad about that stuff, because it's all dumb stuff to get mad about.
But it's all good. I have a lot of other things to do right now. I'm just taking a sabbatical from Getting Dressed. In the meantime, please go to a thrift or antique store and find things that make you happy and are fun. Don't give a crap about what other people think, unless they only think good things. Read a book. Watch an awesome movie. Drink a bit of wine, eat delicious food.
:)
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