That’s one of the things I took away from the retreat a few weeks ago. It’s something I wrestle with daily.
That I can decide what to do with my time; when to do work, when to read a book, when to clean or nap or go outside. That I get to decide what I want to wear. And I can wear anything I want.
I struggle with giving myself permission. Apparently, I’m always looking to someone else for clarity.
There was a woman at the retreat named Sherry who had the most fabulous style (check her out on her site – Simply Celebrate). And Laurie said that Sherry embraces her freedom in her style – and if she didn’t dress like that, then how would her people, her tribe, find her?
Since the retreat, I’ve been embracing what clothes make me happiest, even if it means pairing a gray skirt with brown boots and yellow t-shirt. Getting styled gave me so much information about what I truly like. I mean, if I love navy, why not wear navy?! (True story: a girl walked into the bathroom today at work in a fabulous navy trench coat and I complimented her on it as she locked her stall door. I don’t normally compliment strangers, but it totally caught my eye).
I don’t have any answers for you. I’m just learning these things myself. How Sherry is an example – a living, happy example – of a woman dressing in what makes her happy – and that radiates outward from her, influencing and encouraging me to dress in the ways that make me happiest.
It’s somehow silly and radical at the same time.
Do you use your clothes to express who you are, truly? Do you have some outward way that signals people others as someone in their “tribe”?