tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637372924851105604.post3296095394802590774..comments2023-08-29T12:58:53.386-04:00Comments on Too XYZ (Archives): Of Sweatshirts, Paint, and the FamiliarTy Unglebowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06836504600859993438noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637372924851105604.post-38670668859242134852011-11-10T14:23:45.923-05:002011-11-10T14:23:45.923-05:00Both of you do seem to have a higher level of outw...Both of you do seem to have a higher level of outward expression, via clothing and such, than I do. This doesn't bother me, and I have experimented with same myself. I think I look good in a variety of clothing. Yet in the end, my minimalist nature my preclude me for experimenting much.<br /><br />Also, the truth is, I am not out socializing very often. If I am going shopping, I am going shopping, and I don't much care about self expression then. I care about being clean, but that's about it. I carry what I am within me. <br /><br />Maybe because I have found that no level of outward self expression has really made an impression on the world around me. I tend to blend in regardless of what I do, so I opt for the path of least resistance.<br /><br />Another aspect of this I have thought about; I don't know if I am as adept at making a mental connections between what I am, and what I present from an appearance/image standpoint. As in, even if I define myself a certain way I have no concept of what specific clothing, hair style or walk would best express same. I just sort of exist within my head, and dress up on the few nights I go out. But it is more of an intellectual understanding of what "dressing up" is than a chance to reflect what I am.Ty Unglebowerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06836504600859993438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637372924851105604.post-20150343013261687192011-11-08T14:54:54.398-05:002011-11-08T14:54:54.398-05:00I wholly approve of the room color... not that you...I wholly approve of the room color... not that you need my approval haha. Green is one of my favorite colors.<br /><br />I don't shop for new clothes too often. I actually dislike shopping quite a bit, believe it or not. And a lot of the clothing items that I do buy on a whim aren't the type meant for public consumption...<br /><br />Probably the biggest outward expression of myself that changes with any frequency is my hair. It's really curly and I refuse to take the time to blow dry and flat iron, so style options are kind of limited. I'll go short, then grow it long again, then cut it short again. And I like to change the color a lot. I'm with Steph - who I am is constantly evolving, so my outward expressions of that change as well, but I often manage to adapt past items (clothing, etc.) to fit the new expression.<br /><br />On the flip side, I also love to experiment with outward appearances like clothes and hair because I know that what I wear or look like isn't *who* I am. In high school one of my friends commented on my outfit one day, saying that I was always in something different - hippie chick one day, goth girl another day. I wore what I wanted and felt like that day, and it didn't matter what anyone thought about it, because I knew I wasn't a stereotype. That's one thing I don't think my dad ever got - that when I dyed my hair, or got my eyebrow pierced, or did any of the other things he didn't understand me wanting to do, it was because I wanted to do it to please myself, not to play to anyone's expectations.<br /><br />My husband is a lot like you with clothes. I don't think he'd have anything new if I and other people never bought him clothes lol.J. Lea Lopezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14127268567300257974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637372924851105604.post-28697800039536590072011-11-07T14:28:15.280-05:002011-11-07T14:28:15.280-05:00I do love new clothes and accessories, and tend to...I do love new clothes and accessories, and tend to look at new items as an outward expression of who I am as a person. (And who I am as a person is always naturally evolving.)<br /><br />But I also get attached to things, and wear my old stuff into the ground. After all, if it ain't broke, don't fix it! <br /><br />(Also, I shop a lot less since I became committed to eliminating my credit card debt. It'll finally be gone by the end of 2011.)<br /><br />This also makes me think of how I run my cars into the ground. <br /><br />My first car was a hand-me-down from my mom, and I drove it until it stopped running. <br /><br />I've had my second car for over eight years, and it's been through a lot. It was broken into when I had it parked in the city (back window smashed in, and driver's side door handle / lock mangled). Another time, its windshield was cracked by a pebble as I was driving on the highway. I eventually had to replace the entire windshield. There's a dent in the back bumper from someone who obviously hit and run while it was parked (jerk). And it even stalled in the middle of a flash flood! (I was actually floating, and the inside of the car filled with water up to the seats. That was a couple years ago, and I'm amazed the mechanic got it up and running again after that.) <br /><br />It's not the prettiest car in the world, and the temperature control sometimes makes strange noises... but it gets me where I need to go!Steph Auterihttp://www.freelancedom.comnoreply@blogger.com