Better still hubby thinks I look like a supermodel in this outfit. His words. I did ask for clarification because looking like a supermodel is not a personal goal for me...
I mean you look edgy, quirky, hot and super, super confident. You look exactly like you.
And he's got something there. Not necessarily the hot, edgy, quirky thing. But I can definitely see his point about finally being all me.
Oh my lord I have got a badonkadonk. I reckon I could almost balance a glass of champagne off that. |
You see, inside me is a woman of bright colours and gregarious prints. A bit like my personality.
But until recently I hated the idea of being noticed. I'm a weird kind of extrovert. Hubby describes it as an introverted extrovert. I'm a full on motor mouth and overly enthusiastic person once I get to know you. A bit of an awkward watcher before.
Awkward watchers don't necessarily like to be noticed, at least not me. I'd rather fade in the background until I am ready to reveal myself.
I've not been a fan of drawing attention to myself. The difference now is not so much that I court attention, it's that I simply do not care if it is drawn. I dress for me, the real me, and try to stride with pride.
I am so in love with these pants I can't even tell you. Delicious, swishy, soft, buttery cotton double gauze. Super robust bonding of the two layers as the "crosses" are woven and incorporate both layers. And it's the best shade of indigo blue.
I used my culottes pattern and simply lengthened the hem by 15 inches (later to remove 4 inches), continuing the outward flare of the leg resulting in SUPER WIDE LEGGED PANTS.
Again, BAM, check that fit. Actually I think I may have lost weight as they feel vaguely roomy.
Where did those wrinkles come from? |
Pyjamas, the best possible kind of outerwear.
And just because...