Boring Clothes, Fun people
I heard a saying once that stuck with me since then. It's become my prerogative. My phenotypical motto.
"Dress modestly if you think radically"
Okay. So, I do that. I dress boring. I dress so boring that my own mother says I look homely. Maybe I'm not exactly radical or new, but I do think a lot.
My mother says that I sometimes dress like I'm some dreary woman whose hungry for bread.
It's not that I'm messy, nor am I dirty, I am simply plain and not feminine. I don't focus on bright colored clothing, nor do I want pants that hug my butt in just the right way. Maybe when I was younger and I felt more concerned about my looks.
I want dull earthy colors, a dull outfit that simply fits me. It shows that I am reserved, that I am frugal, that I wear only cotton and linen. In a way, I am radically boring. I want to be. I'm an artist, I draw, I write, I think, I love, I cook.
That's the point. If I'm more fun than I am beautiful, why put all of my attention in to my appearance only?
Why be loud about what I look like, if I already feel confident in myself?
Why tell the world that I want attention physically when really, what I want is to interact with others?
I want to know other people's worlds and beliefs and I want to sit down and eat and drink coffee with someone just to listen to them talk.
What do physical looks show, other than that you are attractive or unattractive? Looks are nothing. Looks are simply the butter on the bread that is the whole human.
Every one of us is a story, every one of us has something that the other can go home with spiritually.
When I dress formally, I stand out. Only because I usually don't dress formally at all. Isn't that funny? You get the most attention when you don't need it.