I enjoy clothes, their styles, colors, and feel.

In my younger days, I would rock some heels and wear pretty much anything tight, because I could. I would not wear short shorts or skirts, but tight was in for me.

I would wear uncomfortable undergarments because they were pretty.

Sometimes my hairstyles would even be uncomfortable. Lol

And my feet would ache when I took off my shoes in the evening.

I don’t know what I was thinking, or who I was trying to impress.

But, oh, those days are gone. I no longer ache from head to toe in pain because of fashion. I transition into – loose fitting clothes.

I went for baggy-type clothes. I cared how I looked, but comfort was way more important. So the more baggy the better. My tops, sweaters, pants, and shoes were all loose on me.

And it felt free and liberating. Then I noticed I began to lose my style. You know that unique quality that makes everyone distinct.

That style and fashion sense that said when I step out the door, “Hey Cadeegirl, where you going, girl, you looking good? Was no longer around and had left the building.

I believe I had went too far in the other direction of fashion, for me.

Now

I have combined fashion with comfort. Who knew. Lol, there are many beautiful, comfortable outfits, stylish and comfortable shoes, and more sexy but friendly and less painful undergarments.

If I were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be?

Okay, now I can answer the prompt question for you, if you don’t mind. But without the word forced. I dislike that word, which means to compel someone to do something against their will.

I will reword the question –

If I were to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be?

Pretty much this

Or this

And there you go. 🕶

Colorful Childhood

Cadeegirl Gee