I am not girly. As long as I can remember, I’ve been a bit of a tomboy. (I grew up in the 60s and 70s, that term wasn’t politically incorrect back in the day – I’m owning it.) I’m more at ease in jeans and T-shirts than dresses; happier in flip-flops than stilettos.
Without an office to go to on weekdays, I have no real reason to dress up, so I stay in jeans most of the time… sans make-up, sans jewelry. That is if I decided to change out of my pjs. (Rest assured, I won’t make it on any People of Big Box Store shaming website… I do have limited standards.)
This is all fine with me. I’m very laid back, so comfort is key. If I had to name my “style,” it would be Couch Potato Chic.
I don’t invest a lot of money on my clothes. Girly clothes are pricey, and not always comfy. Even with my significant weight loss, it’s still difficult to find attractive clothing for Average Sized women. Stupid fashion designers…
Shoes… cheap shoes, hurt, so I’ll lay out some benjamins for shoes that fit, and feel good.
My footwear says a lot more about me than anything I wear on my body.