Androgyny

I seem to be having a moment. I have spoken before about how much of a guy's girl I am. Of how I tend to gravitate towards things that would be considered more masculine and how sometimes I just do not seem to see the point (or get pleasure) from the things that are considered feminine: romance movies and getting all gussied up and etc and etc and etc. Sure, I do enjoy those things once in a while. Who does not love sometimes going away from the norm and surprising people and surprising yourself.

But I am having a moment where I am embracing the gender trend. Maybe it is being influenced too much by the television that I watch (hello, Dr. Who fan) or maybe there is something fun about playing up curves in clothes that should not contain curves, but I am whole-heartedly embracing menswear. So I am looking forward to rocking up to work tomorrow and working the suit pants with braces (I would call them suspenders but that just makes me think of very girlie wear) with some lovely deco-style satin high heels and a nicely pressed button down.

It is these little things that make me feel happy on a day to day basis. The little things I do that make me feel like I embracing the things I love and maybe pushing the envelope a little. I feel that after thirty years on this earth, I should be able to know exactly what I am all about. But it seems like I am still trying to figure myself out a bit. From what catches my fancy style wise to the person I think I really am. And this year seems to have been all about pushing my boundaries - from trying out shorter hairstyles to lusting and buying things that seem so far beyond what I think I would want, but finding a way to work them into my closet. And eventually, my life.