Being Bold

This is a photo from my 30 for 30. I don’t have one of today’s outfit, which was just a variation on this theme: brown skirt, blue shirt, boots and tights.

Today’s challenge was to do something that scares you. I’m pretty plain vanilla when it comes to clothes, so there are about a million and one fashion things that scare me. Red pants. Heels with jeans. Animal prints. I know, I’m lame. But I wanted to make sure I did something that didn’t necessitate a trip to the mall to buy something I’d never wear again because it freaked me out too much. So my options were limited.

As soon as I made plans to be in the ‘slow today, though, I knew exactly what I was scared to do.

I was scared to wear a skirt on a Friday for no good reason in my hometown.

See, Winslow is a casual, non-fashion-forward place, as I’m sure most small towns are. Most people stick to the jeans-and-t-shirt equation in some form or another. Growing up I would NEVER have worn a dress I didn’t have a dang good reason for it. Church and prom were pretty much it.

I knew if I wore a skirt–on a Friday, for no good reason–that my family would have something to say about it. “Well don’t you look fancy!” and “Look at you all dressed up!” and the like. Nothing rude or unkind, of course, but certainly something to draw attention to the fact that I wasn’t wearing pants and how weird that is. It was going to be uncomfortable for me.

I did it anyway. I wore a skirt. All day. And there were several comments, just as I’d expected. And I felt awkward. But I got over it. Sorry there are no photos to prove it. AGAIN. But I did want to share. Because I’m super proud of myself for being brave enough to wear a skirt. On a Friday. For no good reason.