It’s probably just me, but I have to admit, I have felt that I don’t deserve to dress better. You may be confused because two-thirds of the content on this site is fashion-related. Well, it is very easy to think about things from a far, rather than get involved.
I have just felt I, me, had no business wearing clothes that demonstrated that I put in effort. I certainly had no business trying to attempt to own finer things in life. Definitely not something with a luxury label. Some of this has to do with morality. “If you can afford [insert nice item], you should instead be giving that money to [insert worth cause]. If I’m honest, my mentality wasn’t really motivated by this kind of benevolence. It had more to do with a low estimation of my worth.
Perhaps that got too deep.
If I were to dress up (just better), I could potentially here certain questions:
“Where are you going like that,” or worse, “Who do you think you are?” The acceptable answers being, unfortunately, nowhere and no one. The correct course of action would then be to go back and try to find something that better suited my proper place in life.
As a result, I have spent years looking at clothes that I would wear if one day I got to a particular status or was invited to go to a certain event. Then maybe I would be allowed to have a sense of style or dress in a particular well. Then I would finally have the right. But in the interim?
It is one thing to be unable or unwilling to invest money into clothing, shoes, and accessories. It is a completely different thing to recognize yourself as worthy of investing in, be that time, money, or anything else. For me, this goes beyond an interest in fashion. This links into my recognition that in many ways I have been waiting to become or live as my ideal self.
I don’t know how to end this post. I am still thinking about this all.
Who are you waiting to become?
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