Dress more flamboyantly

I did it. I wore the outfit. I put on that new top with a red wrap and wore those red heels with my pedicured toes showing.

I got appreciative nods and pats (hoo-doggy) and it felt fantastic.

I started this goal 18 months ago with a desire to feel pretty again. Well, last Saturday night certainly put the cherry on that sundae.

I don’t know how I’m going to top this, but I’m sure I’ll think of something.

Shopping with my friend (again) yesterday I tried on two different tops. One is sleevless and something to wear out at night. The other is a cotton, short-sleeved red hoodie that was very comfortable. I was undecided until my friend looked at me and said “the hoodie is more you. The you you are now. The other one is the you you wanna be.”

Pale, fleshy, spotty arms with grandma elbows and yet I still bought the shirt for the me I wanna be.

I’m gonna wear it Saturday night.

I caved to peer pressure and bought a pair of wedge shoes last week. I didn’t like this fashion the first time it came around and have bucked the trend this time too, but was in desparate last-minute “need” for shoes the other night and bought the first acceptable pair I got my hands on.

I think they are ugly as sin, but I received several compliments on them. And they are comfortable, too.

Hip hugger jeans, boobage displaying tops and now wedge shoes. Lawdy, I’m fucking trendy.

I hit the fluffy girl store again last night after class and this time I let them measure me for a bra. I caved and bought more underwire despite the fact that I despise wire and have hated it my entire life although these bras were fairly comfortable until I sat down in one today and now I realize I have incredibly BAD posture not just the mildly crappy posture I was peripherally aware of.

ANYWAY, these bras work well for holding them in and up and they make me most presentable in the new top I bought. So now I have two new tops to wear and plans made for the next two months.

Damn, I just realized that now I need new shoes to go with these tops.

I bought a new top, something that is not (gasp) black. It’s in the brown family, which plays off the red in my hair, so kinda nice. I’m working up the courage to wear it, however, because I tried it on when I got home and it shows so much cleavage I swear to gawd it looks like I’ve placed them on a serving platter and carrying them into the room ahead of me.

Because a) I dress too flamboyantly already and b) all the comments on it are weird and defensive.

I had to buy a new bumbershoot yesterday, and this time I chose RED.

1. full Renaissance costume with multiple skirts and hair snood
2. cheerleading outfit
3. long black Adam Ant jacket and white pirate shirt, thigh-high
boots, tiny Boy George braids
4. 60’s style bikini
5. black cat costume
6. leopard costume
7. Elton John costume, complete with homemade microphone that
looked like a tampon
8. black leather miniskirt, lowcut black leather cropped jacket,
contacts that made my irises white, black temporary barbed
wire tattoos, Siouxsie Sioux black eyeliner
9. miniskirt with legwarmers
10. plaid Catholic girl miniskirt with black hiking boots
11. 7” spiked heels with leopard bustier and black skirt
12. old lady costume
13. octopus costume
14. Cinderella-style ballgown
15. green felt dress, elf hat with bell at the tip
16. Southern Belle gown with huge stiff hoopskirt
17. white slip as a shirt, no bra, purple blazer, tight black
pants
18. jeans with pictures of Hollie Hobbie on them
19. a t-shirt with Sean Cassidy’s face on it
20. leotard and tutu
21. long white shirt, panties, heels, nothing else
22. purple hair
23. orange hair
24. red hair
25. white hair
26. black hair
27. black nightgown, long black wig with white streak
28. matching leopard bra and panties
29. black graduation gown
30. yellow graduation gown
31. black choir robes
32. shirt with The Count on it from Sesame Street
33. black gypsy costume
34. enormous glasses
35. nothing
36. an afro
37. platform shoes
38. yellow fingernail polish
39. real mink coat with antique estate diamonds
40. a towel
41. gray hair
42. John Lennon glasses
43. white Grecian gown
44. white sheet toga
45. a red nightgown
46. neon orange wool dress
47. leopard mohair coat
48. blue-and-white striped gym uniform
49. plaid suspenders
50. hair shaved on the back and sides

Unfortunately, this is just a sampling of the flamboyantly embarrassing things I’ve worn in public.

Even more unfortunately, only five were on Halloween.

Over the holidays I bought a great new pair of black boots, and also chopped my hair off. Yet I find myself STILL wearing the same crap everyday. How can I get motivated to look good instead of just comfortable?

I am tired of wearing the same old thing all the time. I want to feel pretty again. I used to dress in a way that shouted ‘this is ME’, but for the last few years I seemed to have given up and am dressing like a mountain woman. Comfortable and invisible.

I’m in the process of correcting my body shape (dropped 2 stone so far), have made an appointment to get my hair styled, and have budgeted to buy some snazzy clothes. Better yet, a friend is digging out the sewing machine so I might just be creating my own style once again.