Wednesday, March 13, 2013
"What would I like to wear?"
I get to stand in my closet and ask myself this question every day. Depending upon mood. Depending upon what's appropriate, of course. But: there are a lot of choices. A lot.
I don't have to ask, "Will this fit?" Yes, it will.
I don't have to ask, "Will this make me look fat?" No, it won't.
My clothing choices aren't constrained by what I need to wear, by the couple of things that will "work". Sort of. Without every making me feel good. Without ever making me feel like what I'm wearing today is expressing who I am today.
OK then, it's absolutely true that I can no longer stand in front of my fridge and ask myself, "What would I like to eat""
I do have to ask myself, "What do I need to eat? For fuel? For nutrition?" Or to have prechosen what I'm eating so that I don't have to ask.
But some reasonable restriction of food choices is what makes it possible for me to choose whatever I want to wear. To express who I am today. By my clothing choices, sure. But fun as style may be, by so much more. By my body, by my movement, by my confidence: the whole package.
Fair exchange? Yes, yes and yes!