I’ve been trying to find my style lately.
I’m 26, started college again, and my weight has been fluctuating like crazy. So that’s been making it hard for me to find a particular style. I'll wear it if I feel comfortable and cute in the outfit. But, if I think and feel it sticks too much to my body or doesn’t feel right, I’ll rip it off.
Since quarantine, I haven’t been around a lot of people. Outfits were just not my priority. My priority had been to stay in the house to not get sick and not socialize with anyone. I just didn’t find a reason to get ready and feel pretty.
This year I decided to finish my bachelor’s degree, so I ventured out of the cocoon and left my country. Huge. Step. For. Me. I get anxiety attacks now and then, but honestly, it’s been rewarding to leave my house and place of comfort.
But now that I’m going out and living with other people, my self-consciousness about my style has skyrocketed.
Pinterest has become my best friend. I find outfits that look like only a certain body type can wear them, but then find a way to suit it to my body type.
From ballerina flats to leather jackets.. It’s a world I thought I’d never be in. Color patterns and mismatching has become my favorite thing to do as well. I NEVER thought I’d ever wear cheetah or leopard print pants, but look at me…
I went to stay with my cousins in Houston for Thanksgiving. I felt
happy and confident. So that is how I decided to start dressing.