We all approach our sense of style in our own unique ways. When I decide what to wear of a day it all very often revolves around that particular days attitude. I approach dressing much like an actor - I take on different personas, characters if you will, and whilst I don't go as far to change the way I actually behave, my chosen persona definitely infiltrates the way I carry myself. So rather starting from a physical item of clothing and build my look around that, I may determine that days character and build from there up. That's why I have such a schizophrenic approach to dressing - one day I'll be all girly in floaty, oversized trapeze dresses with demure grey tights, the next day I'll be a rock chick with skin tight trousers and black smudgy eyes. How you dress absolutely affects your attitude and how you carry yourself.
Yet despite all these characters I play one thing remains constant - I am most definitely in touch with my masculine side. Had we had year books at school, next to my photo they'd write "Girl Least Likely To Cry". Where other girls like Rom Coms and romance films, I like scary assed horrors; other girls spend their weekends out dancing, I'm the one spinning the tunes; where some girls feel most confident showing off their upstairs assets, I get pissed off when mines inflate a cup size whenever I put a few pounds on. Yup, I'm most definitely a boys' girl, so it'll come as no surprise to you that I love an androgynous silhouette (the fact I said it like a million times over the life of this blog kinda gave away too!). Boy cut trousers, braces, brogues, tuxedos and vests. I love 'em all!
It can be a fine line to tread though - you still want to look like a girl, and I more than most am in danger of actually looking like a geezer as I don't possess a typically pretty, girly face. They key is to add or emphasise feminine elements. That could be the addition of heels, great makeup, have a pretty bra peeking out or show a hint of flesh. Getting in touch with your inner bloke will free you from the shackles of your girly heart and give you an added bit of feisty attitude!
NEVER MIND THE BOLLOCKS...
LONG LIVE JOEY
FINE AND DANDY
BOUDOIR BUTCH
TOO DRUNK TO FUCK*
So ladies, let's celebrate the men and get out there and cause some trouble!!
King Michelle
*that's a Dead Kennedy's Song - I wasn't being excessively rude in case you were wondering!
