Growing Up Girl
Five years ago I was very into cute manga t-shirts, plastic jewellery, a helluva lot of black eyeliner and glittery dog collars. People used to ask me if I was a Goth.
Some might remember me from the early days when I was new on the Brighton scene and I was still young and idealistic (!). Not to mention a smidge thinner.
Somewhere along the line my style became a little bit 'meh' and here I stand (actually, I'm sitting) today with no real style at all.
There was a time, and I may regret admitting this, that I went to work in one pink shoe, one green (bear in mind I was working the Call Centre route at the time).
Any SATC fan out there will recognise this as a particularly wacky 'Carrie' trait, she once did the same in two identical, but different coloured shoes.
The point is, back then I didn't give a shit. I was what I was and if I thought it looked good I'd go for it. Looking back I'm sure I was just the chubby idiot in odd shoes but I don't care. I didn't care.
What's happened to me?
Gradually all the trademarks disappeared and now I don't even own those sparkly green Emerald City shoes, because they fell apart from wearing them so much.
I'm going to get my style back if it kills me. I'm going to get me another pair of sparkly shoes and I'm going to work it.
3 comments:
That a girl Wondy, I'm lovin' your spirit. I need some of this in my life too! I'll be championing you all the way girl x
I went through this exact thing after I went to Italy. I found a stylistic "groove" there that I adored. Then I came home and went right back to jeans, t-shirts, and flip-flops.
I swore I would reclaim my style, but I am feeling so fat lately that I can't manage to get it back because I hate the way I look in everything...
Chica - thanks babe, I won't let you down!
And Heather - you look amazing to me, but I totally hear what you are saying.
Seems we all feel we need a shake up right now, something in the air, you think?
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