I am not a fashion plate. I am a function-over-form girl. I will choose practicality over style every single time. Now, I will admit that since I have been with my husband, my wardrobe has improved (he’s a much better dresser than I am); but I largely still view clothes as items that keep my body warm, and that keep my “not-for-public-viewing” body parts hidden. Beyond that, to me clothes are just, well, clothes.
But this morning, immediately after I put on my outfit for the day, I smiled. For whatever reason, today’s clothing items felt “just right”. I felt simultaneously relaxed-yet-presentable, comfortable-yet-cute, pulled-together-yet-casual… I just felt good. Really, really, good.
There is nothing uuber-special about today’s garments. Jeans, tshirt, hoodie, tennis shoes; that’s it.
But each item feels “just right”, and together it feels like they all “get along” – like the sum is greater than each individual part. Who knows, maybe I’m crazy. Admittedly, I don’t always know what to think; but I can almost always identify how I feel.
And today, I just feel good.