Judging a Book by it’s Cover

I am no style maven. There was a time in my life when I combed thrift stores and sported glossy, carmine lipstick. The reality is I’m happier these days not devoting that kind of time to engineering edgy outfits and applying maquillage. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a slob; you will never see me in Wal*Mart in my pj’s or ratty sweats. However, I don’t find it necessary to put on mascara to grocery shop either. Bottom line, no matter how fashionable or flattering an article of clothing is, if it itches, pinches, binds or otherwise makes me uncomfortable it just won’t emerge victorious from the back of the closet.

I did, however, notice this morning that one could allude that my outfit is a bit of a metaphor for who I am. (Or perhaps, for the woman I aspire to be.) Today’s ensemble is a simple, conservative black top, grey dress slacks, a bronze Tree of Life pendant and sensible, comfortable black Mary Jane’s. Oh, did I mention the bright teal socks?


So what does that say about me? I’m conservative and reserved, aiming for classy and unpretentious. I’m educated, classically as well as esoterically. I’m practical. And underneath there may just be something unexpected and subtly defiant. I don’t believe in laying all my cards out on the table, but there’s something of interest if you know how to look…

I’ve noticed recently that the rebellious streak is growing. Teal socks today, tattoos tomorrow? Hmmmm…..

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