I Dress Up And Look Good For Me, Not Men

“I love myself enough to wear clothing that flatters me and shows off my creativity. I do not give the attention or opinions of men a thought (or care) as I am carefully selecting what I should put on for the day.”

“You look so nice today. Who’s the lucky guy?”

“Wow, look at you! Are you going on a date?”

I used to have one coworker who made it his civic duty to compliment me whenever I felt well enough to dress up for work. Having a job depressed the hell out of me, but I would find the strength to put on some heels and a dress or skirt every once in a blue moon.

Besides this coworker, I noticed that most compliments I received from people were tied in with men in some way. Even though their words seemed innocent, it was assumed that I put forth effort into my appearance solely to be noticed by my gender counterpart.

While I may admit that my style might be considered eclectic to some, I hate drawing attention to myself. Weird, huh? Being stylish usually equates to a desire to get compliments. But I really don’t like the general public. I can’t stand leaving my house. I have a phobia of people. But when I do go out I like to look my best. And it’s not because I am fishing for attention. It just makes me feel good about myself.