I spent a huge chunk of my life feeling uncomfortable in my own skin.
In fact, there was a three-year period between 2003 and 2006 where I spent the majority of my time hitching up my jeans, so I didn't accidentally expose my butt crack to everyone in the immediate vicinity. (Honestly, no one ever talks about the mental load of low-rise jeans)
This was a time before online shopping, when skinny, low-rise stretchy jeans were the epitome of style and I just wanted to wear what everyone else was wearing.
Butt crack exposure crimes be damned.
For years, I tried to fit into the fashion trends. Fashion wasn't something I enjoyed, it was something that reminded me that I had a lot of work to do to be like "everyone else".
I never felt like my outside matched who I was in the inside. I was someone with a big personality, who lived by her own rules, had a lot of fun and loved beautiful things.
But on the outside, I just looked... awkward. Unsure. Uncomfortable.
Then a few years ago, I finally stumbled onto my personal style. I found floaty dresses and boots and statement earrings, and I finally started to look like... me.
My outside finally matched my inside.
Around this time three things happened:
1. I started to feel more confident in who I was as a person and my body;
2. I finally had an income that meant I could invest in quality pieces; and