Top: Goodwill (Target) — Skirt: Gift — Flats: American Rag Compagnie — Belt: Thrifted — Bracelet: Hand-me-down — Necklace: Gift
This is a fairly basic outfit from last week. I was too tired to come up with something more creative, so I just let matchiness do the work for me. Obviously I haven’t let my pink hair get in the way of wearing “clashing” colors like red; while it’s fun to have the added continuity of having my hair go with whatever else I’m wearing, I cheerfully ignore it as an element when it suits me to do so.
Then again, I’ve also never really been one to worry about my coloring and what hues do or don’t work with my skin tone or natural hair color, so basically I just wear whatever color I wanna and anybody who objects can go suck rocks. (I’m so extremely mature, aren’t I?)
Do you worry about coloring clashes? Do you like the colors that supposedly suit your skin, eyes, and hair? (Fortunately, I love most of the colors that do suit me; I just don’t let it all get in the way of wearing colors that supposedly don’t. I will also unabashedly admit to unconsciously dressing Mike in blue hues 90% of the time when we go shopping for him because they go with his eyes so well.)
T-Shirt: Vendor at the Orpheum in SF — Bike shorts: Walmart (I knowwww) — Running shoes: ???
On a side-note, I thought I would quickly show off some of my exercise clothing. (Although, admittedly, normally I wear an exercise top with a sports bra underneath rather than an old t-shirt; it just so happened that my exercise top was unbearably stinky and I forgot to wash it, so I had to scramble for an alternative.) I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it around here, but I started going to the gym on campus a few weeks ago, after having a small mental war about weight and fitness and body love. The war was won in favor of exercise with many self-reminders that health and weight are two separate things, and that I can strive for better health without also striving to lose weight or focusing on pounds and dress sizes. HAES, everybody! I’ve been going a couple of days a week, usually for 30-4o minutes at a time, and I’m already seeing results in my biking stamina, which is great!
I was a little nervous at first to stroll into the gym in my little bike shorts when it’s mostly populated by already-fit young college kids, but a) I love my body so I will keep fighting not to feel embarrassed about it in public and b) if they’re paying more attention to my bike shorts than to their own workout, then they’re doing something wrong. So my bike shorts and I will keep chugging along on the elliptical and reading or watching whatever they have on the TV. Last time it was Roadhouse, joy of joys–Mike got to watch Ice Loves Coco one night, but thus far I haven’t been so lucky. Maybe I should just stick to my Kindle…