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Clothing, mostly
There's something moderately surreal about getting bunches of compliments (not all at the same time or from the same people) on the winter coat I've been wearing.
I don't think of myself as one with a good sense of what looks good on me, although I've been attempting to develop one. And it hasn't been until the past couple years that I started buying clothing based on my liking of it on me and in general, rather than solely based on functionality and inexpensiveness.
So... very surreal. Neat! But surreal. On the plus side, it's helpful to get confirmation of the fact that I really *am* developing a good sense of what looks good on me. I wonder if I ought to go through my clothing to see what I no longer want to keep, and give it to goodwill (or the equivalent)?
And, as determined recently, I have an oddly good color sense. I may not necessarily be able to explain *why*, but I can tell if a color looks good or bad on someone (else - not so good with myself yet). I mean, I know I'm very color-oriented, but this was rather startling a thing to realize.
Hmm. Maybe I need to go have a long chat with myself about long-standing beliefs about myself that I'm having trouble letting go? Like, say, the fact that I still default to thinking I'm blonde (which, well, I'm not. Haven't been since puberty). Or that I don't have a good clothing sense. There's probably more, some more insidious than others.
Sorta funny when I realize that the things I decided a while ago I needed to work on are suddenly no longer needing to be worked on. I wonder if the fact that I had to work on developing a sense of what looks good on me will mean it'll change appropriately if my physical appearance changes enough?
I don't think of myself as one with a good sense of what looks good on me, although I've been attempting to develop one. And it hasn't been until the past couple years that I started buying clothing based on my liking of it on me and in general, rather than solely based on functionality and inexpensiveness.
So... very surreal. Neat! But surreal. On the plus side, it's helpful to get confirmation of the fact that I really *am* developing a good sense of what looks good on me. I wonder if I ought to go through my clothing to see what I no longer want to keep, and give it to goodwill (or the equivalent)?
And, as determined recently, I have an oddly good color sense. I may not necessarily be able to explain *why*, but I can tell if a color looks good or bad on someone (else - not so good with myself yet). I mean, I know I'm very color-oriented, but this was rather startling a thing to realize.
Hmm. Maybe I need to go have a long chat with myself about long-standing beliefs about myself that I'm having trouble letting go? Like, say, the fact that I still default to thinking I'm blonde (which, well, I'm not. Haven't been since puberty). Or that I don't have a good clothing sense. There's probably more, some more insidious than others.
Sorta funny when I realize that the things I decided a while ago I needed to work on are suddenly no longer needing to be worked on. I wonder if the fact that I had to work on developing a sense of what looks good on me will mean it'll change appropriately if my physical appearance changes enough?