Interesting realization… I only dress up for people I really, really, head-over-heels (to borrow from the cauldron of clichés) like. Because I want them to notice, remember, and think a few days later, damn that was a cute skirt. Damn her legs looked good in that cute skirt, or whatever. I really can’t be bothered doing that for other people, even people I semi-like or am trying to like…
Errybody else, solid colored shirt and jeans and idgaf facial expression.
I was just reflecting on my harried getting-ready episodes when I am expecting to see certain people… to the point where I’ll skip a morning shower to take an afternoon shower when I have more time, or something. There are people I saw so rarely but mattered to me so much that I’d literally buy new clothes for them on every single occasion.
… Versus the calm mornings before I see other people. Lol. This semester’s been chill, except for three distinctive days—-August, November, December, when I made an epic effort. Sigh
