T hough there are more that drive me, like ambition and goals, I think I have to admit that I am vain. I am distracted by my un dyed gray hair, or wearing inappropriate mix-matched attire. Many times I can’t tell if I’m conceited or insecure. W hen I was young (soo long ago), I love looking at striking, glittering, shimmering things. I’m always taken by beauty. I saw all nature is a performance of art. Blame my mother who loved to dress me up. l remember wearing something that half my family hated, but I saw the flairs and colors in it. So I wore it! Like no one cares. Shopping for clothes was my super power. I go for timeless style whether from branded ones, from the tiangge, to ukay ukay. I control my style. It is not what’s in, but what looks good on me. After all, it’s all about how you wear it. At 65, I still worry about what to wear. How I look. I look at myself in the mirr...
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