I am not a fashionista. I buy clothes that I think are cute and comfortable. No matter how much I wish I had the energy to devote to looking more put together, I usually don’t wear accessories or match my scarves to my outfit. I don’t have that kind of dedication to having that kind of flair, but I’ve always admired people who do. I do not intentionally wear, buy, or seek out fashionable clothing like Rebecca Woolf. I do not own shoes, accessories, and probably a purse that go with every outfit like my oldest childhood friend. I’m a very lazy woman when it comes to clothes, so it’s not surprise that I almost never get complimented on how “nice” I look.
Day 12: Something you never get compliments on.
Especially now that I have a closet full of teacher clothes, when I’m not at school in a pair of black dress pants and a “nice top,” I’m in jeans and a t-shirt or pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Take your pick. I don’t give a flying rat’s ass whether or not people think I’m “cute” when I’m out buying groceries. Now, please, for the love of all that is holy, do NOT mistake me for one of these people. I have decency, I look presentable when I go out in public, but I do not put on make-up to go to the store or slip on a pair of heels and throw on some earrings if I want to go to Target.
Even before I found the man of my dreams and got married, I did not care if my hair was in a ponytail or if I was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt to go out for coffee; I just don’t care that much about looking “cute” all the time. Yet, I’m strangely jealous of those who do care and pull it off flawlessly. “Oh, this? I just pulled it out of my closet. My hair is curled from yesterday…” they say, trying to nonchalantly shove off the idea that they did in fact spend an hour getting ready before they met me at Starbucks. However, my jealousy has never been strong enough to push me to spend thousands of dollars at Urban Outfitters and American Apparel revamping my entire wardrobe; hundreds of dollars every once in a while, yes, but not thousands.