Possibly my most narcissistic blog post. All photos of me. But wearing different outfits. Although maybe some of the same items in more than one.
Thing is, I love fashion. My look changes depending on my mood and what I put on and deem an appropriate outfit for the day. Some days I look ultra femme, others a little more (as I like to call it) “preppy lez”. But always feeling comfortable in the clothes I’ve chosen. I don’t fit succinctly into one lesbian label over another. I’m transient. Like a cloud. Or a bumblebee. Or a unicorn. I flit and I’m fine with that. If people don’t like the fact they can’t put me in a box, maybe they’re the ones not flexible enough.
One day I’ll find a woman who is as comfortable with herself as I have become. And when that day happens, I’ll start blogging couples outfits. Because I can.
PS. If you get the reference of the last picture, call me. Or email me. I want to know you.