Lately, the demands of work have been crushing me. No time for fun, no opportunity for relaxing. Being unable to dress up magnified the strain.
So today, for the first time in a while, I carved out a little me-time. A chance for Ally to express herself. It hardly mattered what I wore; what counted were calming moments. I shaved my legs, painted my toes and put on something feminine.
I'm wearing a thrifted dress that cost practically nothing. Since animal-print can be overwhelming, I'm toning down the dress with matching tights and heels, letting a belt serve as the only accent. This is a simple outfit but, for purposes of relaxation, a satisfying one. Creating and wearing this ensemble makes me feel good.
Does fashion ever make you feel good? How?