Saturday, February 27, 2010

I like to be dressed. And by that, I don't mean that I like to be wearing clothes (though this too is true). I like to feel good about what I'm wearing, to have put more thought into it than "are those pants clean?" I especially like to have some little quirk or amusing quality about what I'm wearing -- that's why you'll occasionally see me wearing multiple pieces of clothing with a common thread at one time. Example: I pretty much always wear my owl necklace if I'm wearing another piece of clothing with an owl on it. If I'm really having a good time with this, I match my underwear too, but we'll just leave that little detail alone.

The thing is, I like to feel put together, just a little polished, though I'm interpreting that word very differently than my mental image of "suit and pearls." It's both a mark of kindness to myself, and to the greater world, because when I'm put together, I feel just a little bit happier, just a little bit more self-confident, and as a result, a whole hell of a lot less prone to grumpiness. I like to feel cute. I can admit that small vanity.

None of this is to say, naturally, that I don't have my sloppy days. Days when I stay in my sweatpants all day, when I might be wearing the same shirt from yesterday, the shirt I might have slept in. Sometimes, it's just about being really cozy. Sometimes, it's just too damn cold to change. (oh, Ohio.)

In the long run, though, I like to feel good about what I'm wearing. Maybe that's why I make so many of my clothes -- I can make exactly what suits me.

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