Looking the Part

Thanks for commiserating with me about my closet vs wardrobe situation earlier this week, ladies. Glad to know (or should I say "sad to know" instead) that most of us don't have Carrie Bradshaw closets, which makes me feel better about the condition of my current wearables storage. I hope this will encourage me to make more efficient use of my space - so first, go through my stuff and start making "donate/sell" piles! And bags of "donate" stuff currently sitting in the garage? Actually donate them ...

Before blogging, I was interested in fashion but was kind of shy about doing anything about it. I lived in jeans and if I needed to dress up, I always veered towards trousers - I think I had like three skirts and almost never wore them. I could put the pieces of wardrobe together into an outfit but I never considered the finishing touches - I literally had no accessories, except for two belts - in black and brown. Most of my shoes were closed-toe because my toes were not publicly acceptable. My fingernails were always chewed up. My purses were hand-me-downs and I never really thought about if they "went" with anything or if they looked cheap.

And fast forward to today and I think it is pretty apparent that I have now embraced all those things that I had formerly eschewed. I don't know what me previous adversion was to looking like I tried - maybe it was my inner tomboy rebelling?

 

Nowadays, I love getting my nails done, it makes me feel put-together and pampered and look like I'm trying to look nice. I live in heels and flippy skirts. An outfit looks so bland now without some sort of jewelry or belting or something. Bags have to complement the outfit somehow.

Sure, you can just call it vanity but I enjoy looking better (forgive the frizzed out hair though - one step at a time, OK). Wearing skirts and heels and carrying purses make me move differently, act differently, and in turn, get treated differently. I don't just fall out of a car anymore or tumble down the stairs two steps at a time. I don't chew up my nails. I sit with my legs crossed. I (try) not to look like a Hunchback behind my computer. I'm a grown ass woman now so I think I shouldn't be embarassed about trying to look that way - or be treated as such. This is what I keep telling myself.

What do you do or wear that makes you feel especially ladylike? Do you think you act or get treated differently dependent on how you're dressed?

Top: BR factory - check stores (sim, sim, sim)
Skirt: F21 pleated leopard chiffon (worn here - sim, sim, sim)
Necklace: Old Navy ethnic statement (worn here - sim, sim, sim-ish)
Bag: H&M - check stores (worn here - sim, sim, striped)
Bracelet: Glitterbox Jewelry via Etsy (worn here - sim, cord, pricey)
Belt: Asos metal keeper (worn here - sim, sim)
Shoes: Vince Camuto bello - on super-sale (worn here - same in mint, sim, sim)