Growing up I was never the frilly girlie girl. I was the girl next door who would play in the mud with the boys. If my mom bought me a dress with bows, I would cut them off. I hated bows and I hated ribbons. My mom asked me what my favorite color was when I was 4 years old so she could make me and my sister hair barrettes, and I told her black. I was serious. Today black still is my favorite color (it goes with everything, is slimming, and your accessory options are endless.)
I'm in my mid twenties and finally starting to embrace my girly side. I tend to buy dresses over pants, I wear accessories, and I'm coming around to the more feminine pieces stores have to offer. I even like this bow necklace from Tiffany's. However, as I'm trying to incorporate girlier things into my life, sometimes I feel that I'm not getting it right. I don't know where all these women are learning the secret tricks to having your eyeliner not smudge by 10 a.m, how to wear heels all day without blisters, or how to tie a wrap dress properly (my ex had to help me one morning to figure it out...sad I know.)
Although I do like my slightly girliness at times I'd much rather only need a half hour to shower and get ready * than take 2 hours to dress and put "on my face". I like hoodies, my hair in a ponytail, and no make up. I like not having to feel put together all the time. And I like the people that like me the way I am....tomboy/girlie girl and all.
* True story it only takes me a half hour to get ready. Impressed? Wish I was your girlfriend? Too bad.
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