Recently I decided to stop my tomboyish, fashion victim ways, and start to girl it up a bit. Yet and still, more men approach when I'm rocking my Chucks and some jeans, than when I'm rocking stilettos and a dress. What's up with that? Still, I wont lose hope that this new style will be a good decision. I've given away and thrown away over 100 pounds of old clothes, and I'm still working to get rid of a few more items. Ive given away 20 pairs of sneaks, and still have a few dozen to give away before I'm done. (Of course I have to keep a few pair, just in case this mission fails).
So do we really dress for others? Or are we fly for ourselves? I know that I always give myself the once over to make sure my hair isnt sticking up, or that I washed all the eye boogers away, but for the most part, I wear what I think is cute and what feels good. I saw a high school classmate of my with some FLY ass jeans on. But they were so bright that I'd probably opt away from them for all the attention they would draw. My cousin has some absolutely fly heels she spent a ridiculous amount of money on, they look great, but she will admit they hurt like all get out.
So despite thinking, 'man I would be one bad chick in that right there', I'm taking baby steps. Maybe I'll like this whole 'dang, my feet hurt but these are some fly a** shoes' thing. I'll be sure to post pics of my journey from drab to fab. LMAO.
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