So, once upon a time I actually enjoyed clothes. I wore scarves, hats, outrageous jewelry...then I stopped. Mostly because I got too busy. Or too lazy. Or maybe I felt like since I was a size 12 instead of a size 8, I wasn't allowed to.One of the most fun things about my in-home "What Not to Wear" experience is that I'm actually enjoying clothes again. It was fun to get dressed at the gym this morning and have someone say, "Hey, that's cute." (And that was before I put on the hat.)
In an odd way, clothes are like art. They are about color, shape, textures and personal preference. I'm glad someone taught me to open that crayon box again.
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