Dressing up my life...

How changing my look changed the way I think and reason.
I'm no fashionista, just a tomboy who is enjoying playing with clothes.

I remember back in 2008 when the guy I was seeing at the time confronted me about my clothes and dress sense. This guy, in just one sentence spoiled my day.
It was not that I agreed with what he said, It's that I was pissed off at how someone could make the mistake of thinking I give a 'hoot' about image.
He was basically saying I don't look like a professional or someone's employee because I dress like a boy.
He was right but I could not see it at the time.
My response - "I'll never dress up for anyone or anything because I expect my work to speak for me". Yep, I really said that. I also went on to say "the most important thing is that I'm clean from head to toe". With that, I ended that upsetting conversation and left.

I thought about his words for the next year but did nothing to work on my wardrobe, look or appearance.
For all I knew, comfort was key, comfort and cleanliness - the rest was just ridiculous.

My two older sisters and almost every woman I know have always made fun of my dress sense. I've been hearing about my nice frame, gorgeous body or perfect package for years -- all because I don't dress it up. "What a waste" they say.

Me, sneakers, jeans, sweaters and t-shirts have been buddies forever. Sure I had the occasional skirt and dress, sure I shocked my colleagues with a pair of high-heels once a year but - that was it.

Come motherhood, I started having an interest in actual clothes, not a serious interest but one that had me buying a few different (and elegant) pieces of clothing. Not that I wore them. For some reason, they just looked perfect in my closet. Are you shaking your head? Me too. I also started buying more high-heels, they too just seemed fine sitting there and not on my feet.

It was a conversation with a colleague of mine that had me thinking. Nino Zama was on her way out of the company, moving to another. During our last few days as office mates - we slipped into a conversation about me and my wasted shape.
Just to help you understand, Nino is about 7 years older than me and she always looks like she's going to a cocktail party - always.
I must have been wearing loose jeans, reef like boots - do you remember them ellese boots that look like Timberlands? Yep, those ones and a t-shirt.
She and I were not having this conversation for the first time but for some reason - it hit me that day.

From that day onwards, I decided - I'm going to work on feeling good about what I'm wearing. That simple attitude adjustment started leading my life to a very positive direction.
I started enjoying my clothes so much I felt like taking a pic every now and then - why not, I thought.

This blog is my way of sharing my closet, fashion diaries and simple but very effective efforts with you.
The pics are still......let's call them impromptu for the lack of a better word.
They were taken by different people at different locations - I promise they (and the blog) will get better.

I'm no fashion guru or icon, I don't know what the current trends are or what the expectation is. I just know that I feel a lot better about clothes, my body and image.

I hope you enjoy it...

Tumi