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Saturday, August 12, 2006No One NoticedToday (Saturday) I felt the need to be pretty. So I dressed up some. Not too fancy, but more than normal nice. I had pulled my hair up haphazardly to get it out of the way, and it looked pretty good in that natural mess kind of way. I wore a black skirt with little grey flowers, that goes just below my knees - cause my lower legs have always looked good. And a flattering black button down V-neck collar top with sleeves only long enough to cover the shoulders but none of the arms. No jewelry, because I decided I wanted the entire natural look.When I looked in the mirror at myself sideways, and pinched the shirt, I could really see the weight I've lost. I look good. (Not that I didn't before, but I look better now without the stick out tummy that "balanced" my butt.) Plus, my I-wear-them-daily pants are no longer tightly snug around my thighs, but comfortable. All good. :) But... no one said anything. No "you look nice", or "nice outfit", or anything. Not one word or indication from anyone. I know I was pretty. I brought my camera so that I could get someone to take a picture of me so I could put it up. But, didn't happen. I guess I was the only one that cared. It's not that I need people to tell me I'm pretty. Nor that I want to hear it all the time (I don't, makes me self-conscious). People have said it plenty in the past, and do say it enough, or have done things indicating I'm beautiful, for me to know I'm considered pretty. But for one day I actually wanted to be, and tried. And that was the day it seems I wasn't to anyone... except myself. Comments
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I think you must've looked pretty. =) And *everyone* likes compliments, especially those taht don't hear it all the time. And you shoulda cornered someone and made them take a picture for us ;) |
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