The post below was originally published in 2011, and it's been updated each year to reflect where I am in my life and the new...Read More
Love Thy Shoes – Love Thyself
I really liked this blog post from Live Strong and Sore because great minds think alike! Stephanie’s rationale – about how a taking a little care in our appearance can communicate volumes about how we’re feeling on the inside – is the same one that lead me to name this blog “The Clothes Make The Girl” (even though we know that underneath those clothes, CrossFit and dino-chow really make the girl).
That’s also the philosophy that attracted me to this Coco Chanel quote (plus, any sentence that incorporates the word ‘destiny’ in a meaningful way rules:
“I don’t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little – if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that’s the day she has a date with destiny. And it’s best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.”
Fashion-as-expression-of-self-esteem also makes me inclined to wear matching black underthings, to adore the tattoos on my feet, and to ensure my toenails are painted, even though most of the time no one else sees any of that stuff.
This might seem superficial, but as Stephanie points out, for many of us, it can be the outward communication of how we’re feeling about ourselves:
Sometimes… I will randomly notice other women that look to be close to may age… In some cases, it looks like they have given up any sense of self. They don’t put themselves together, take a few minutes each day to tidy themselves up. I am not talking about full on glamour… Just a few things that say to anyone around you – I do give a damn about me. (Read the whole post here.)
What do you think, smarty-pants readers: Does your appearance tell the world how you’re feeling about yourself? Is this a “girl” thing – or do you boys have it, too? Is it an only-some-girls thing? And does the right shoe, dress, jeans, or spangly doodad make you feel more like you?
(For the record, my personal boosters, in no particular order: stompy black boots, black fringe or ruffles on an LBD, a leopard print scarf, a wide black leather cuff bracelet, red patent leather pumps, and a perfectly-broken in black leather jacket.)
(You can’t see my feet in this photo, but if you bet your life savings that I was wearing stompy black boots, you’d win! Note also the leather cuff… and if it wasn’t hot as blazes in this state, I would have been wearing a leather jacket, too.)