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A coworker got her Stitch Fix box in today. This shirt didn't fit her. I thought it was very cute. Not a pattern I would normally find myself liking, especially the pink, but it was just enough quirky to appeal to me. I like how the little birds don't look like birds unless you really look closely, adding that little bit of quirky whimsy. I like quirky. While this colorway isn't one I would have picked had there been other options I do like it. So I bought it from her box allowing her to get the discount since she ended up getting the rest of the items.
In other news I was having a discussion with said coworker about a thought I had the other day. We used to have a girl that worked here that had a moment of trying too hard. We'll call her Tammy (not her name). A couple months of random days where she'd dress up, or attempt to, and it just come off wrong, even to my non-fashion eyes. I remember one time when she tried wearing bronzer and omg. It was bad. I'm not sure if I'm making since telling about it verses seeing it but despite people praising her attempts in helpful ways she just all of a sudden just quit and went back to jeans and sack like shirts. All I can say is it seemed like she was trying too hard at it. I don't really know how else to explain it.
My attempts at learning my own way in this fashion thing have been no secret and we have many discussions about it here at work. Girl talk you know. I was at home the other day trying my hand at pairing up items in my closet in interesting ways. I remember standing in the mirror looking at a failed pairing wondering if I'm Tammy. If my attempts were translating as good as I thought. Were the praise and advice real or were they the same as "Bless your heart". At the time the thought came and went through my head in a flash. Not really putting any weight to it. I didn't brood on the thought. I really didn't think about it long at all and went on. I hadn't thought about it since until today.
I don't remember how we got on the topic but somehow it seemed appropriate to bring up my Tammy though to my coworker. We laughed and then she proceeded to tell me what another coworker had said about me sometime recently. She said that Bobby (not his name) asked her in passing what was up with me lately. She didn't understand what he meant. He told her he said he noticed a difference in how I carried myself. That I like myself and that he thought it was good. It was a good change.
I didn't really know how to respond to that when she told me. For one I don't know that I've ever not liked myself. I do tend to be a little short tempered and can be standoffish and blunt but I do cut up. I've never not liked myself in that death poetry way but I told her that I appreciated that my attempts at fashioning were viewed positively, however unintentionally the result.
Do I fell differently? Not really. Most days I still feel like I've put lipstick on a pig and that I'm not fooling anyone with this being grown up thing, despite being 37. I still feel like my silly self and a little stuffy in my office gear, gussied up with jewelry. I'm still not used to putting effort into what I wear on a daily basis. Is it possible I carry myself differently? Sure I suppose it's possible. The saying fake it till you make it didn't come from no where.
It's all about perception. What another sees may surprise you in a good way.
In other news I was having a discussion with said coworker about a thought I had the other day. We used to have a girl that worked here that had a moment of trying too hard. We'll call her Tammy (not her name). A couple months of random days where she'd dress up, or attempt to, and it just come off wrong, even to my non-fashion eyes. I remember one time when she tried wearing bronzer and omg. It was bad. I'm not sure if I'm making since telling about it verses seeing it but despite people praising her attempts in helpful ways she just all of a sudden just quit and went back to jeans and sack like shirts. All I can say is it seemed like she was trying too hard at it. I don't really know how else to explain it.
My attempts at learning my own way in this fashion thing have been no secret and we have many discussions about it here at work. Girl talk you know. I was at home the other day trying my hand at pairing up items in my closet in interesting ways. I remember standing in the mirror looking at a failed pairing wondering if I'm Tammy. If my attempts were translating as good as I thought. Were the praise and advice real or were they the same as "Bless your heart". At the time the thought came and went through my head in a flash. Not really putting any weight to it. I didn't brood on the thought. I really didn't think about it long at all and went on. I hadn't thought about it since until today.
I don't remember how we got on the topic but somehow it seemed appropriate to bring up my Tammy though to my coworker. We laughed and then she proceeded to tell me what another coworker had said about me sometime recently. She said that Bobby (not his name) asked her in passing what was up with me lately. She didn't understand what he meant. He told her he said he noticed a difference in how I carried myself. That I like myself and that he thought it was good. It was a good change.
I didn't really know how to respond to that when she told me. For one I don't know that I've ever not liked myself. I do tend to be a little short tempered and can be standoffish and blunt but I do cut up. I've never not liked myself in that death poetry way but I told her that I appreciated that my attempts at fashioning were viewed positively, however unintentionally the result.
Do I fell differently? Not really. Most days I still feel like I've put lipstick on a pig and that I'm not fooling anyone with this being grown up thing, despite being 37. I still feel like my silly self and a little stuffy in my office gear, gussied up with jewelry. I'm still not used to putting effort into what I wear on a daily basis. Is it possible I carry myself differently? Sure I suppose it's possible. The saying fake it till you make it didn't come from no where.
It's all about perception. What another sees may surprise you in a good way.