Thank you all again for your kind, affirming, and encouraging feedback on my return post <3 Angie commented and observed that my instincts were right on a lot of things. And to trust that. And I have to say… wow. I needed that!!!!
All of last year I tried out Kibbe. I did find my Kibbe lines. Visually, I looked like I lost 10-15 lbs. It was quite exhilarating. But the excitement quickly died. I found myself nit picking every outfit. Something wasn’t quite good enough or right in almost every outfit. I started to feel trapped, boxed in, and very dissatisfied with my clothing. It led to me being in my head a lot. I missed buying what I loved simply because I loved it. Yes, I love good proportions. But honestly? I became burned out on it. Can’t I just flow?? And being a mom who full-time homeschools, and works part-time, and has her house torn apart, and health issues? I’m not going anywhere that I need to dream up an entire full outfit and torture myself with heels. I’ve tried it. I almost always dress nicer if I can to go out. But it got to the point I felt guilty for wanting to buy clogs to wear with dresses. (Not that I actually look good in clogs. I tried a pair. It wasn’t good.)
Talk about giving away your power!
My wardrobe did start not fitting well due to mold toxicity. But I also wonder now if maybe the boxy maxi dresses were me kind of rebelling against Kibbe even a little?? “Here I am without a lot of options. Well then fine… take that.” I actually almost shaved my head after buying the dresses. Part of it was frustration with mold affecting me again. Part of it was probably all of the self-inflicted pressure I had placed on myself with Kibbe and trying so hard to look appealing to people.
It’s possible I’m just blaming Kibbe too. Idk. After posting here and seeing everyone’s lovely outfits, I realized all the fun I have been missing with clothes. What a sad thing.
The one good thing from Kibbe (maybe) is I realized my body is visually awkward in gamine and ingenue clothing. the last 10 years, I’ve been interpreting joyful clothing by wearing cutesy clothing from the junior department. In my late 20s it was fine. But as I near 40, there is an odd lack of congruency with me in most juniors’ styled clothing—mostly because of body shape and type. I have a feeling that while I love and value joyfulness and youthfulness, I don’t necessarily have massive youthful vibes when it comes to style. How this will work out in my style idk. But I’m letting it percolate I guess. Christina Hendricks seems to have a good mix of joyfulness without dressing in awkward tiny dresses. So I look to her at times for inspiration.
Anyway, I need to process this all. Back to clothing ha!