“Man may have discovered fire, but women discovered how to play with it.” Candace Bushnell, “Sex and the City”
Do you think women dress for the men in their lives … or the women?
When it’s date night, I enjoy dressing the way hubbs appreciates …. all boom-chica-mow-mow and then some. And he does the same for me. (Without the boom-chica-stuff… makes most guys feel ridiculous).
But, I never dress that way unless he’s with me. No, when I’m with friends, colleagues or even family, I am non-threatening in my attire. I dress to fit in; conservatively, tastefully, and buttoned-uppedy.
So, with that being said, can I just say that I love being a girl?
Can I just say that I love having curves that I keep contained for the Hubbs?
Can I just say that, for all the pony-riding, tomboyish days of my youth, that I love getting my nails done and fixing my hair and feeling pretty and foxy and all sassy-frassy?
Can I just say that I absolutely, without hesitation, embrace my feminine strengths, the ones who let me rock a pencil skirt and heels and a power drill all in the same day?
Oh, I think I can say it: I do believe I just did.
How about you? Does your wardrobe change for the various roles in your life?
What makes you feel fine?
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*This post was inspired by my closet and the various characters living within.