Growing up, I was tomboy-ish. I wasn't into girlie girl things. I hated dresses (and pretty much still do), same thing with heels or other girlie type shoes. Makeup? I tried it and wasn't terribly impressed so I abandoned it. Hair? Ha! Remember in the 80s when BIG hair was the coolest thing? Try as I might, I could never get the curling iron to work its magic on me!
It's only now... Now that I'm once again single, now that I'm 7 months away from my 30th birthday that I'm beginning to enjoy all of these things I once hated so much.
Over the weekend, I went shopping with someone I haven't spent time with in a long time. I bought two tops, a pair of capri pants and a pair of very girlie sandals. My old friend was laughing at me. I have known her, literally, since she was born and for most of our lives we were inseperable. Things between us really began to change when I went away to college. We discovered we had seperate lives and we began to enjoy that. But I digress...
She was always the girlie one of the two of us so her feedback was much needed and much appreciated. And in addition to the clothes, I've been wearing makeup much more often than ever before. And, I've even gotten sort of good at applying it! (I don't look like a clown, a HUGE bonus in my book!)
But again, I'm beginning to veer off... even the t-shirts I am buying lately are more girlie (v-necks, a little more form fitting, etc.). Last night I had bowling. My team on Sundays consists of me, my ex, a guy he works with, and a friend of that guy. The guy from work and his friend were at the lanes when I walked over and the friend asked if I was going out afterwards. Clueless as I am, I said no and asked why. He complimented me. He told me I looked really good. The attire was nothing more than a girlie t-shirt, jeans and some makeup. Nothing special but then again... I got a compliment so maybe it was. That's not even the full story though. A little while later, after we had begun bowling, my ex caught my eye and he told me I looked really nice.
TWO! I got two compliments from two men, in one night! Wahoo!
You all must think I'm either really pathetic or really undeserving of compliments by the way I go on and on about receiving them. I wouldn't say I'm undeserving, I just would describe my looks as average. I honestly don't think there's anything extraordinary about my appearance but to toot my own horn for a moment, I have to say that I am fairly attractive.
It's kind of funny, to me, that I'm becoming so girlie. I never really liked girlie girls. I guess maybe it's because somewhere deep inside I wanted to be more like them and less like me.